My Wine
I'm sure it will be a tender moment
But the poison is just too much
The longing for the intoxication
Deepens with every touch
Such addiction with such a price
It leaves me in my shame
The wine is my own torturous creation
I feel I'm left to blame
But the poison is just too much
The longing for the intoxication
Deepens with every touch
Such addiction with such a price
It leaves me in my shame
The wine is my own torturous creation
I feel I'm left to blame
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