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Washing down nicotine burps with slurps of listerine. Pearl lipstick layers like sediment over those festering trenches where blisters whistle. Machine gun lung curls like a basilisk around his flaccid fist. Failure to plant a seed. I left my attention inside one of those bored hours spent with you. I want it back.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
Bristle Back
Washing down nicotine burps with slurps of listerine. Pearl lipstick layers like sediment over those festering trenches where blisters whistle. Machine gun lung curls like a basilisk around his flaccid fist. Failure to plant a seed. I left my attention inside one of those bored hours spent with you. I want it back.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
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