Whirlwind, whirlwind
Take your toll
After thunder's roll
Whirlwind, whirlwind
Name your price
What shall I sacrifice
Whirlwind, whirlwind
What is the cost
Of a broken heart of loss
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Lips Like Coffee
General Fiction"Your lips, are my drug and I'm having withdrawals just looking at them." Was it coincidence or fate that brought them together? A girl and a man met in an alley, one homeless and the other in a lonely home. She was a product of the government, and...
