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He treats her like a cigarette lights her up like a flame, watches her burn slowly and easily ignores the ashes that fall. Every time he lets out some steam, her flame is no longer so bright. Three minutes later. He crushes the cigarette with his heel, puts out the girls flame that was burning so bright. He was't in the mood anymore left her all alone and burned, he had moved onto another cigarette. He smokes a pack a day.
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Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 3:48 PM UTC
A pack a day isn't enough
He treats her like a cigarette lights her up like a flame, watches her burn slowly and easily ignores the ashes that fall. Every time he lets out some steam, her flame is no longer so bright. Three minutes later. He crushes the cigarette with his heel, puts out the girls flame that was burning so bright. He was't in the mood anymore left her all alone and burned, he had moved onto another cigarette. He smokes a pack a day.
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Jul 5, 2016 at 3:48 PM UTC
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