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Nov 2017
One kiss left my breathless,
It left me more lost than loved,
Losing my mind over this.

She brought sweet lips,
That spoke none of innocence.

Each hug was like a serpents grasp.

She brought my what she called love,
And it indeed was an addiction,
But for all the wrong reasons.
AD Snail
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AD Snail  Gender Fluid
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     Cadence and Chiara Carenza
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