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the tip of my tongue has never tasted a tragedy quite like you. by now, i should know better than to do these things. but i don't. so i will. the only sense of right and wrong i have anymore is trapped between the edge of my teeth and the curve of your lips and i'm losing it. fast. not all of us spark when we kiss, but you've started the fire that's raging down my spinal column and through my heart. i'm burning and it hurts everywhere. i still can't bring myself to mind because at least this way, i still get to feel something. last night i promised myself that i would never say another word i didn't mean. so hopefully, the next t