my lips feel chaffed
theyve been wrapped around your waiste
for almost all day
it kills me to let you go
candy.
yeah thats the taste
but its even sweeter
who could of known
i would have such a hard time letting you go.
Tomorrow is just tomorrow.
Yesterday is just yesterday.
Today is all you.
Its all you.
Vices.
- Back Street Crime
- Brothels & Mistresses
- Gorlesque
- Literature
- Martina Cole Novels
- Pirates
- Rum
- Sushi Train
- Vokda
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