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the day turned into honey my lungs filled with its sweet taste and my heart beat fell i couldnt see around myself i am stuck... stuck... on your skin the taste doesnt leave the back of my mouth and thickness doent leave my eyes wash me down wash me down now... your maple honey skin is drowning me
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 12:51 AM UTC
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the day turned into honey my lungs filled with its sweet taste and my heart beat fell i couldnt see around myself i am stuck... stuck... on your skin the taste doesnt leave the back of my mouth and thickness doent leave my eyes wash me down wash me down now... your maple honey skin is drowning me
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 12:51 AM UTC
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