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You filled me with cold cigarette smoke Soaked my lungs, my clothes, my heart. The scent was all over my sheets. And then It all turned into poison.
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Feb 5, 2022
Feb 5, 2022 at 5:43 AM UTC
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You filled me with cold cigarette smoke Soaked my lungs, my clothes, my heart. The scent was all over my sheets. And then It all turned into poison.
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19/F/Germany
Feb 5, 2022
Feb 5, 2022 at 5:43 AM UTC
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