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AlcoholKisses


your sweet kisses began to burn my throat like alcohol

your hands wrapped around my neck and i couldnt breathe

i used to see galaxies in your eyes

but now they are filled with fire so bright

it burns just to look at

i used to think i couldnt live without you

but now i see that you are killing me 

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