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The taste of tobacco Lingers around my lips And the ash covers my fingers The taste of tobacco Lingers around my lips And the ash covers my fingers
The poet pines for love but wonders " Does love even care?" The poet pines for love but wonders " Does love even care?"
I knew time wasn’t on my side today I lifted myself up and grabbed my wallet Slowly taking out... I knew time wasn’t on my side today I lifted myself up and grabbed my wallet ...
Little does she know, she had already created her masterpiece when she ran amok, colouring every cor... Little does she know, she had already created her masterpiece when she ran amok,...