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I picked out a butt out cigarette Stained with scabbing Lipstick And I notice something peculiar ; These memories taste like copper I pressed it back into the ashtray Only to be forgotten again...

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bilal-kaci

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bilal-kaci

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Published: Dec 2, 2013
Time: 1m

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