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face to face
Six long months since the last time i gazed upon.your perfect beauty and suddenly there i am at two o clock in the morning standing face to face with you, high as fuck, in total breathless sh
ock as he weight of our. encounter hits me.
It still takes my breath away to look at you, so modest that you cant see how perfectly the world moves around you.
While i was in Denver becoming a strung out junkie you were busy becoming a drunken disaster. youre with my judas, the brother who betrayed me but inside a week im picking up you and your two partners in crime after you got stuck on a muddy backroad while out booze cruisin.
then youre asking me to sit in the back of the truck with you and im holding you close to me kissing your neck and telling yku i still love you.
And now i sit here at five o clock am suffocated with the knowledge that it may mean nothing except you were drunk and life hurts.
ock as he weight of our. encounter hits me.
It still takes my breath away to look at you, so modest that you cant see how perfectly the world moves around you.
While i was in Denver becoming a strung out junkie you were busy becoming a drunken disaster. youre with my judas, the brother who betrayed me but inside a week im picking up you and your two partners in crime after you got stuck on a muddy backroad while out booze cruisin.
then youre asking me to sit in the back of the truck with you and im holding you close to me kissing your neck and telling yku i still love you.
And now i sit here at five o clock am suffocated with the knowledge that it may mean nothing except you were drunk and life hurts.
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