Wasted Love.

I wanna be wasted, Wasted in your arms, reading drunk hours, With our sore eyes. Buried in your scent, I believe in your tall stories, Gasped by your psych, I slice my agony. We sing along the road, Pitches hitting high, And your limping dirty jokes, Still makes me shy. I look at you, What […]

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