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He had her feeling like a **** five minute smoke break.
He lit her up when she was cold , placed her between his lips and inhaled away all her pain.
It was all good and well , till she realised she wasn't the right brand.
He ashed her away and doused the spark he lit.
He dropped her to the ground and stomped on her , making sure there wasn't any sparks left.
But sadly , she is sitting in his packet , waiting to be ignited again.

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S h a s  25/F/Here
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