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a tub of chocolate ice cream sitting lonely on the countertop is the only witness of despair        there were two spoons embedded in the tub, i put one spoon away and left with only one spoon                          and a sadness            you loved how it felt on your tongue, delicate and cold and sweet and we're supposed to finish it after dinner while watching a serial killer            on television    there's always a price we pay for every time we indulge in our own obscure paradise           a kiss equals to our mother's tears     time spent in each others' arms equals digging our own graves    and ice cream equals sweetness equals sickness you'll regret this, you'll regret this, and we never wanted to talk about it let’s just devour it, we said i finished off a tub of chocolate ice cream on kitchen floor all alone  i could never finish it off alone, i told you earlier now i want to take my words back, please i want to feel something else besides sadness i want to take you back, please i want to imagine this cold soft cream is you traveling inside me      the sweetness swelled in my mouth, my stomach, let me feel something else besides sadness and some days in our lives we’re condemned to be happy on our own, with nobody’s cheering and when the day comes, don’t hesitate to look back once more when you’re walking away look back once more longer, look out for me in the balmy days when we finally reunite
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Nov 27, 2022
Nov 27, 2022 at 10:45 AM UTC
a kitchen floor ballad
a tub of chocolate ice cream sitting lonely on the countertop is the only witness of despair        there were two spoons embedded in the tub, i put one spoon away and left with only one spoon                          and a sadness            you loved how it felt on your tongue, delicate and cold and sweet and we're supposed to finish it after dinner while watching a serial killer            on television    there's always a price we pay for every time we indulge in our own obscure paradise           a kiss equals to our mother's tears     time spent in each others' arms equals digging our own graves    and ice cream equals sweetness equals sickness you'll regret this, you'll regret this, and we never wanted to talk about it let’s just devour it, we said i finished off a tub of chocolate ice cream on kitchen floor all alone  i could never finish it off alone, i told you earlier now i want to take my words back, please i want to feel something else besides sadness i want to take you back, please i want to imagine this cold soft cream is you traveling inside me      the sweetness swelled in my mouth, my stomach, let me feel something else besides sadness and some days in our lives we’re condemned to be happy on our own, with nobody’s cheering and when the day comes, don’t hesitate to look back once more when you’re walking away look back once more longer, look out for me in the balmy days when we finally reunite
for david
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Nov 27, 2022
Nov 27, 2022 at 10:45 AM UTC
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