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your love slowly became filtered, turning the rawest of honey to the most artificial of syrups, burning my throat as I swallow -why do I keep drinking?
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Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC
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your love slowly became filtered, turning the rawest of honey to the most artificial of syrups, burning my throat as I swallow -why do I keep drinking?
#lost#love
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rebekahguindi
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC
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