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You are like whisky on ice I tasted a sip, now I want more It’s burning down my throat But I like the warm it gives me, I know you're going to ruin me And I want myself to ruin, To get ruined by you...
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Oct 3, 2023
Oct 3, 2023 at 12:03 PM UTC
Bittersweet Desires
You are like whisky on ice I tasted a sip, now I want more It’s burning down my throat But I like the warm it gives me, I know you're going to ruin me And I want myself to ruin, To get ruined by you...
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Oct 3, 2023
Oct 3, 2023 at 12:03 PM UTC
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