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Rotten Kiss
There are nights I feel
the words welling up
from deep inside me,
but they do not
take form,
or shape themselves
into anything
beautiful,
rather they make me
sick to my stomach,
because sometimes love leaves
a rotten taste on the lips
that will not go away
no matter how many
women I kiss.
the words welling up
from deep inside me,
but they do not
take form,
or shape themselves
into anything
beautiful,
rather they make me
sick to my stomach,
because sometimes love leaves
a rotten taste on the lips
that will not go away
no matter how many
women I kiss.
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