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Taste My Heart
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Taste My Heart

by leonna jones ✓ · 17 May 2019

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I no longer have your name in the back of my throat. At 2 in the morning when I cant breathe. Crushed into a corner thinking about your hands on me I no longer think of your lips on my throat Or your hands on my waist pulling me closer to you. I say your name like you were a stranger. I no longer wish to remember how your voice sounded on nights when you would call me And tell me you love me I no longer want to think of your eyes and how you would look at me with a smirk that made me weak And I wish I could take away the taste of your l

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