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It swivels around me like a tornado The bitter taste of it Anxiety. The kick from it Betrayal. How sweet it is Leaving the pack behind Getting to call this my own Fresh, spicy, speciously sweet A rib cage out of cinnamon and cigarettes.
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 6:11 PM UTC
Cinnamon Leaves Home
It swivels around me like a tornado The bitter taste of it Anxiety. The kick from it Betrayal. How sweet it is Leaving the pack behind Getting to call this my own Fresh, spicy, speciously sweet A rib cage out of cinnamon and cigarettes.
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ellaj101
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ellaj101
18/F/Christchurch, New Zealand
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 6:11 PM UTC
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