his lips tasted bitter on mine
like the way i drank my coffee
but i didnt like the taste this time
mainly because his lips weren't yours.
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Milk and Honey (my own version)
PoesiaI'm legit just ripping off the original and doing little short random "poems" (they don't rhyme so i'm not sure if they're poems or not)
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his lips tasted bitter on mine
like the way i drank my coffee
but i didnt like the taste this time
mainly because his lips weren't yours.
