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[sliceofcloud]

WHISKEY
instead of wine i chose you
instead of the right words i chose real ones
with you i say what i want to say
what more can i ask for in a relationship
with a lip i kiss and take from
hot on my tongue and then
i can say what i want to say
sates me, this stupidity
and then it's cold again
because you are a downer, whisk'
it is in your nature to bring me back to the dark
because you are a drowner
and the dark is liquid behind the eyes
the dark i feel it, i feel it
i want you so much down my throat
drowser