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Mar 2015
Tarring
Too many cigarettes
Burning out my lungs
And I'm drifting
In chemicals of smoke
Inhaling
Exhaling
Feeling like Death creeping
As ashes wither
Between my fingertips
Brandon
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Brandon  On the edge of your taste
(On the edge of your taste)   
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   ---, Wanderer and AJ
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