Dominican Whiskey

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He smelt like whiskey and lost dreams

And I wanted to drown in him

With a cynical smile and a wink of his eye he had me hooked

I might have loved him if given the chance

But his heart was ice and my love was for sale

Still we kept each other warm on cold nights

He was like fire and I was like earth

He consumed until there was nothing left

And I gave until I was all dried up

I'll never forget the passion he sparked in me

Nor the heartbreak he left in his wake.


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⏰ Last updated: Nov 28, 2015 ⏰

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