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Jul 2014
Drag me down to the bottom of my glass
And let the burn of the whisky make everything I say

Drag me down to the sleeves of my sweater
And let them filter my words

Drag me down to the soles of my shoes
And let the steps I take towards you forever be

Drag me down to the curl of my lips
And let my harmless smirks stay

Drag me down into your heart
And let my roots remain
Taylor Henry
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Taylor Henry
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