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Mar 2021
Yet
Chemistry on my lips
The after taste of addiction
Cigarettes and the boy I loved
Both can ****, both a painkiller
A sickening irony
that one man's devil
is another's god
You are the heaven I would go through hell for
Written by
hurt cobain
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