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Jul 2013
Smoking my last cigarette
I know you hate it
Never kicked the habit

Walked in with your jawline set
I know your angry
Lets get at it

Walk out trailing behind you
Like I'm some kind of
a n i m a l?

Throw me into the passengers side
And kiss me hard
Before we go
Natasha
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Natasha  25/F/here, there & everywhere
(25/F/here, there & everywhere)   
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