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I crave her; sweet nigarette, like a cigarette. Her flavor, I will never forget. Her lips make, my tongue sweat.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
Craving
I crave her; sweet nigarette, like a cigarette. Her flavor, I will never forget. Her lips make, my tongue sweat.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
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