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She held onto the cigarette quivering hands and ****** veins it lit up and scorched the leaves infiltrating in her tensed lungs. It reminded her of him. Breathing in the grey smoke, she suffocated from the air that they weren't sharing. Hugging the cigarette, with his shapely lips she knew that any attempt of kissing him would **** her but yet she longed to die at his touch.
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 7:00 AM UTC
Cigarettes
She held onto the cigarette quivering hands and ****** veins it lit up and scorched the leaves infiltrating in her tensed lungs. It reminded her of him. Breathing in the grey smoke, she suffocated from the air that they weren't sharing. Hugging the cigarette, with his shapely lips she knew that any attempt of kissing him would **** her but yet she longed to die at his touch.
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 7:00 AM UTC
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