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Little moist drops of heaven        Trickling down my throat     The heavenly burn,                    delicious Synonymous with an Angel's wings                fluttering in my esophagus      Liquid lightning, striking           Almost blasphemous  A devilish game of Russian Roulette               With four shot glasses,    Three rogues and one gent Emotions getting looser     Clothing getting tighter            The taste becoming      Sweeter           Liquefied demon tears Playing a wicked game             with my insides     Putting a beautiful curse on my mind              Melted Whiskey Raindrops      Sending shivers down my spine            This hellish war of love, hate and            Intoxication    Has never felt so                   Divine
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC
Whiskey Raindrops
Little moist drops of heaven        Trickling down my throat     The heavenly burn,                    delicious Synonymous with an Angel's wings                fluttering in my esophagus      Liquid lightning, striking           Almost blasphemous  A devilish game of Russian Roulette               With four shot glasses,    Three rogues and one gent Emotions getting looser     Clothing getting tighter            The taste becoming      Sweeter           Liquefied demon tears Playing a wicked game             with my insides     Putting a beautiful curse on my mind              Melted Whiskey Raindrops      Sending shivers down my spine            This hellish war of love, hate and            Intoxication    Has never felt so                   Divine
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 4:19 PM UTC
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