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Sep 2015
The infamy of her love,
         more hurtful than pain.
                seduced by her touch,
                        as I takes her in vein.
                             tantalize my body,
                                   the rush I take in vain.
                                             hypnotize my brain,
                                                  infatuat­ed by her essence,
                                                        ­without her I would go insane.
                                                         ­          enchanted by her red flame,
                                                          ­                    my beautiful Mary Jane.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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