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Oct 04, 2008 22:51
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niliphim
October 6 2008, 02:58:57 UTC
Lovely.
Stare at that ring,
Luminescent bubbles of what I left
are different worlds
Where there had not been your theft.
Slide down the sides;
there are more on my lips.
Tracing them off
with only my tongue.
You know what that's like,
but here I sit.
Without a fight,
Without a fit,
Lips to glass,
And a short skirt to my ass.
Pour me another, sir.
I like to see it empty.
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benedickofwit
October 7 2008, 04:31:20 UTC
that was awesome! you made my day...
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Stare at that ring,
Luminescent bubbles of what I left
are different worlds
Where there had not been your theft.
Slide down the sides;
there are more on my lips.
Tracing them off
with only my tongue.
You know what that's like,
but here I sit.
Without a fight,
Without a fit,
Lips to glass,
And a short skirt to my ass.
Pour me another, sir.
I like to see it empty.
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