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I'll breathe you in through my skin
so that you can touch my organs.
My tounge can wrap every nervous ending,
now you will scream louder.
Whenever you change to sad,
I'll seep it in on a lily.
But now i'm sick of it,
so fuck you.
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omg .. sounded so good at first .. then made me laugh my arse off ..yet still good ... endings seem to always entail some form of F/U ..lol ..( tired endings ) smiles
