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Whiskey Raindrops 


Little moist drops of heaven

       Trickling down my throat

The heavenly burn, 

         delicious

Synonymous with an Angel's wings

        fluttering in my esophagus 

     Liquid lightning, striking

Almost blasphemous

        A devilish game of Russian roulette

              With four shot glasses,

   Three rogues and one gent

Emotions getting looser

                Clothing getting tighter

           The taste becoming

              Sweeter

    Liquefied demon tears

Playing a wicked game with my insides

        Putting a beautiful curse on my mind

             Melted Whiskey Raindrops

     Sending shivers down my spine

           This hellish war of love, hate and

          Intoxication

        Has never felt so 

                  Divine

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