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Jan 2014
your slender figure
the way I always taste you
long after you're gone
your scent is always faintly
floating around me
your breath
so effortless
the way you taste on my lips
is like nothing I've had before
and I always wonder
if this is the beginning
of a addiction
I've always wanted to smoke cigarrettes
Breanna Legleiter
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Breanna Legleiter
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