Contest- Sense of Taste 7/28/25
Sponsor-Nette Onclaud
the saltiness of my tears drips upon my lips and tongue after rolling down my face from the blandness of our love that was a savored passion until the dawn of heartbreak when our portions of love changed and love became spoiled and cold
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