Paz
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fingertips
fingertips,
wine stained lips...
feel me over,
call it quits.
never call,
never write,
leave me silent
in the night.
with fingertips,
no more wine,
all alone and
feeling fine.
(Short, I know, but I kinda like it.)
-Joy
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