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the rim of your beer can tastes like your stale cigarettes i choke on the lingering flavor persistent in my mind you're overwhelming from afar if we were closer perhaps i would build up immunities to your snares that have me caught up and falling head over heals drowning only at the rim of your beer can
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
Secondhand Kiss (Extended Version)
the rim of your beer can tastes like your stale cigarettes i choke on the lingering flavor persistent in my mind you're overwhelming from afar if we were closer perhaps i would build up immunities to your snares that have me caught up and falling head over heals drowning only at the rim of your beer can
I made it longer. Tada. :P - - - Anyone else feel like dying right now, or is it just me?
WickedHope
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
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