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Every time our hands interlace like embers in a fire until your friends get in your head and the fire burns out.

Will I miss you in my wedding dress? all white and waiting. Will I miss you when I recite my vows to him? all white and waiting, I take...

You always hated my lavender perfume, So I abuse it in like a cheap bottle of wine, Hoping you smell it and go into anaphylactic shock