-- LIAR

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your kiss tastes like that cheap tequila from the drugstore around the corner and sour promises that you never actually meant to keep, gone bad from waiting so long long long to be fulfilled. your kiss tastes like gold that's actually pyrite, like that tiny line of stipulations that every contract holds. your kiss tastes like a lie drizzled in sticky sweet caramel and it tastes so good i ignore how it rots my teeth. maybe when i am left with tender gums and shriveled teeth i will finally understand. your hasty visits to "see your mom" were all a goodbye in the making and i was just too much of a blissful fool to see it.

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