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Dec 2014
we kiss,
and your mouth is an open wound
a parralel universe
you say it stings
it hurts
i taste like years of being alone
i taste like sadness,
the sweat of other men
i taste like your mother
when she was 17
you ask for more.
moonblushes
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moonblushes
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