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You
Contributed by
blackmarker
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Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 07:05:50 PM in AEST
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Your words,
Your words cut me deep,
And your touch,
Your touch is the salt you pour into my open wounds.
Your laugh,
Your laugh is the rough noose around my neck,
And your smile,
Your smile is the gentle push that hangs me.
Your smell,
Your smell is the constricting in my lungs,
And your taste,
Your taste is the purest toxic gas.
Your lips,
Your lips are the sweetest poison,
And your kiss,
Your kiss is what kills me.
At least…
At least I die happily.
Drunk,
On your kiss.
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Re: You
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by lil_angel on
Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 07:13:27 PM AEST
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Re: You
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by Black13 on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 09:02:16 AM AEST
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This is very good. I like how you wrote it out and the wording that you used. I like the idea behind it as well.
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