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She feared her life more than she feared the world She hurt herself more than she was hurt from others What is love when no one even shows it? This time it was different... He made her blush,
Acknowledge and embrace the smell, the feel, and the taste. Understand: the power of the flower. The flavor is sour- diesel. On a cloud
She lays her head in his lap, he pulls her closer into him. With every touch of his fingertips her legs shake Her teeth grazing her bottom lip trying to hold in every moan from escape.
My girl, smiles in the mornin Gets up by noon My girl, got me to keep her warm and I'll be there soon
Have you ever had a moment where you kinda just think This isn't where I'm supposed to be And you're just not where you want to be.
pain feels like the air rushing out of your lungs looks like someone trying to hold themselves together tastes like bitter tears running down your cheeks into your gasping mouth
Take a bite of the poison It’s the fate that you’ve chosen Eat it slow, swallow fast Making each sensation last Bittersweet tastes of heaven and hell Take more; go on, you might as well