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Cotton Candy Cigarettes The burning embers of the sweet treat Morning spark, radiating smell Glowing memories of heart break, late night with friends, and of course the innocent "just one" on forth of July Succulent smog Breathing in worries and letting out the feeling of hakuna matata Sticky smelly fingers The brown syrup still clings on to the tips of my hands just as a reminder of the addictive sugar The sweet start of cotton candy dependence
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 1:20 PM UTC
Cotton Candy
Cotton Candy Cigarettes The burning embers of the sweet treat Morning spark, radiating smell Glowing memories of heart break, late night with friends, and of course the innocent "just one" on forth of July Succulent smog Breathing in worries and letting out the feeling of hakuna matata Sticky smelly fingers The brown syrup still clings on to the tips of my hands just as a reminder of the addictive sugar The sweet start of cotton candy dependence
meredith-fizzles
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 1:20 PM UTC
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