Chapter 2 of 10

KISS ME WHEN I'M SOBER

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HONEY DRIPS FROM HER FADED LIPS AS SHE WANDERS TO THE WEST SIDE OF TOWN WHERE PEOPLE WALK THE STREETS LOOKING FOR TEMPORARY RELIEF

BECAUSE SHE'D RATHER FORGET YOU FORGETTING HER THAN REMEMBER YOU AND SOMEONE ELSE

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