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sometimes when i trace your veins, i can feel waves of the ocean beneath your skin, where you used to shoot up dope, while biting your brown leather belt. that brown leather belt has hit my skin. so have your teeth. i like it. you do, too.
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 4:31 PM UTC
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sometimes when i trace your veins, i can feel waves of the ocean beneath your skin, where you used to shoot up dope, while biting your brown leather belt. that brown leather belt has hit my skin. so have your teeth. i like it. you do, too.
leila-warren
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 4:31 PM UTC
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