PoetryDrunk on you Your name is forbidden in my mouth or in my heart because when i think about you; i‘ll cry a little more, hurt a little stronger love a little softer because you no longer make me feel sober i‘m drunk on the memory of you Rate this:Share this:Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
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hmmm…broken heart speaks thousand truths…nice
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