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Will your mouth remember the taste of my lips?
How sweet and melancholy it brought to the both of us when our eyes and our lips meet
I remember those too..
And, I wish I didn't remember your taste
You chewed me up, spit me out
Like I was foul
But, we all know who the foul one is here...
You..
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