What would you do if I were in your arms right now?
If I offered you my wine glass,
would you take a big mouthful;
and kissing me,
trickle the red syrup down my throat?
We could pretend it was blood,
and I, Angelina Jolie.
Evangeline
Possibly, it is an instinctive device of my spirit to relieve itself from the cruel weight and hardness of reality.
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