Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Her salvia on your mouth.

How you can say,
That you miss me,
And put you mouth,
On my neck,
When her salvia,
Is still on your lips,
I can not understand,
How can one,
Lie like that?
In the blink of an eye,
I wonder often,
Whether it may be,
Me and her,
Your fooling,
Or mainly yourself,
No one can lie,
When they are that drunk,
We are simply,
Incapable.

Maybe then you are,
Incapable to love?

He kissed her like het lips were air,
And he.. He couldn't breathe. 




















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