Addiction, a trance without reality,
A person,
Substance,
Hand me that cigeratte- I don't need an exhale,
Love without attachment.
Shoot me,
Mumma- you're right.
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Author:
Kimi brockley (
Offline) - Published: October 27th, 2017 16:00
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