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A Thousand Times
I think I died a thousand times We just sat and drank this wine: blackberry, black cherry, dark chocolate blend I felt like we were sitting in some type of sunken blend; a fabric that was soften and mesh in dyes to look like green then you started talking and the evening seemed to scheme like we were playing tic-tac-toe and you knew that trick with the double- WhOa tHaT WiNe jUst StArTs tO HiT..is ThAt tHrEe BoTtLeS RoLlInG dOwN ThE MiSt? . . . . . I wonder how It WOULD be like to KISS THESE talking LIPS Is it easy if I WANT to just place MY HANDS ON HER grey stretch skirt covered hips ...She's still talking....simply talking...and I am mesmerized... I can see myself, pour myself, in the reflection of her eyes And I notice, I can't help myself to get nearer, so much nearer to her face And I see her notice, but she has no motive, to push or place a chase And then so close, I stop what I chose, but she press yes on the button stall . . . . . We just sat and drank this wine: blackberry, black cherry, dark chocolate blend I can see myself, pour myself, in the reflection of her eyes ...She's still talking...simply talking...and I am mesmerized... I think I died a thousand times
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