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Your scent has become chlorine to me. Every whiff, Every inhale, Burns through my nostrils And into my lungs. And yet I still cant get enough.
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 5:36 PM UTC
Chlorine
Your scent has become chlorine to me. Every whiff, Every inhale, Burns through my nostrils And into my lungs. And yet I still cant get enough.
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 5:36 PM UTC
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