Topic: Drinking your words | |
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Like the crimson red flows through your body
I see your words Let your words spill into my glass And drink them Live will sit aside A halt when the hint of crimson red floods my glass A room paused to watch you drink it Waiting to watch Pleasure refill you with your own words Drinking the Crimson flow of words and life drained to refill flawless pale cheeks |
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nice title. i like that flowy gurgle utterance
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warm rich flavor
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Tastes like Rioja
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The taste is in the words
Let it mix for a different Flavor |
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