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#afterfuck
When the sun rises I'll always be hunted by the memories of the moans and the screams The laughter and the tears Torn in two if I should feel remorse or confidence with what happened With you and me Should I be sated with the satisfaction of my thirst or guilty, with all the things I should have said After a while, I'll reminisce with a cup of coffee while you finish your last cigar and leave me thirsty again
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Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 9:25 PM UTC
A cigar in the morning