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I want to taste your taste buds.

Lying on the edge of the flowery lake Her hair flowed like currents of soft autumn hues And smoky lashes bordered Her sparkling green eyes I kissed her under the tree Where we carved our names in time Where the old tire swing hung And lobbed us into the lake every summer On the same patch of grass Where I memorized Every freckle constellation on her cheeks And every orange fleck inside her eyes Across from the bridge Where she dangled her feet Over the cool, misty water And proposed to me ...

I hope you drown in all your rain checks.

This noose hugged me tighter than you ever did, And the chill of death's warmer than your summer kiss Is this really how our story ends? Your back on his mattress, My spine on the bend? I'm covered in flashlights, you're covered in "friends." While sirens moan for me how you never will again.

This noose hugged me tighter than you ever did, And the chill of death's warmer than your summer kiss Is this really how our story ends? Your back on your mattress, My spine on the bend? I'm covered in flashlights, you're covered in "friends." While sirens moan for me how you never will again.