Whiskey II
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Category : Poems
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Whiskey still lingers on your breath
And your body moves to its say.
If virtue made up your eyes, there is none left
And sin is personified by the way you sway
From side to side.
Oh, how you melt my heart
And thoughts
And take them both as a shot
So you stay in satisfaction.
