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Empty cigarette packs fill our lungs, And you can't seem to talk about the poison leaking from your breath, love.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 1:02 PM UTC
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Empty cigarette packs fill our lungs, And you can't seem to talk about the poison leaking from your breath, love.
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Crish
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 1:02 PM UTC
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