her anatomy

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She has coke in her lungs

And she's ready to pop

Hot sauce on her tongue

And she's burning up


Raspberries growing in the chambers of her heart

And every drop of blood is sweet

She's chocolate coated with every part

Catching her fingers tracing the shape of the loveseat


That we first kissed on.  

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