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they say,
our bodies are temples.
but—
you don't understand
you could tear me down brick by brick,
watch me burn 'til I'm nothing but soot on your trail,
I know,
it took me long to build each wall,
but—
I need you to understand
it would be a sacrilege not to let you ruin me.
I want you to ruin me.
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DRUNKEN HEART, SOBER THOUGHTS | ✔
PoetryWhy bother with spirits, when I can get drunk off your kisses? Copyright ©2020 stainofaredwine.
