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Whisper sweet nothings

Whisper sweet nothings

Whisper.

Sweet.

Nothings.


Nothings.

Who wants those sweet?


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I love you

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That is sweet nothings.

Melancholy exhales stringing meaningless words into sonnets of passions and false hope and desire


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Hot Hennessy whispers

The kind filled with all the right wrong

That dark likor sweet, sharp, stinging


Remember the first time I love you was said

A text while you were in a meeting, you caught off guard

I love you too


Whisper.

Sweet.

Nothings.


You said you're no captain

Well duh?

Mackin since mackin started

Next lifetime huh?


Nothings.

Sweet.

Whispers.


Today the communication line is nothing, sweet whispers, ghosts really, filling empty rooms with thick airy space of what is no longer


Nothings, sweet whispers

Memories to not pine over

Memories to allow to be beautiful moments lost to time, never repeated


Whisper nothings sweetly to me or nothing whispers sweet anymore






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