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Dec 2014
My
tongue
                              still
                    stings,
                              bitterly
                    burning
from
your
          aftertaste,
   love.
Oh my darling, what a mess we made...
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
(27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)   
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