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Sometimes I crave the feeling of your lips against mine
Sometimes I want nothing more than to suck all of your worries and fears out of your throat
so that I can swallow them in hopes that maybe someday,
When I am forced upon the tallest mountains and am thrown off by my very own weakness
just to fall forever through the hells that my self inflicted wounds have created;
That maybe,
Just maybe.
You would return the favor.
Sometimes I want nothing more than to suck all of your worries and fears out of your throat
so that I can swallow them in hopes that maybe someday,
When I am forced upon the tallest mountains and am thrown off by my very own weakness
just to fall forever through the hells that my self inflicted wounds have created;
That maybe,
Just maybe.
You would return the favor.
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