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still tasting nicotine (nothing like the stench of addiction on the breath) --nature's aphrodisiac I writhe in the madness of pleasure of conjoining pain from an unknown source (known yet pushed aside) the breath in my ear sends pangs throughout the joints while the pants equal mine now. I understand. completely.
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Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 9:53 PM UTC
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still tasting nicotine (nothing like the stench of addiction on the breath) --nature's aphrodisiac I writhe in the madness of pleasure of conjoining pain from an unknown source (known yet pushed aside) the breath in my ear sends pangs throughout the joints while the pants equal mine now. I understand. completely.
taylor-hughes
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Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 9:53 PM UTC
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