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 Dec 2015 toots
Chalsey Wilder
Notice the burning of a cigarette leaves a lifeless hollow shell
Just like a star
Just like the me you know so well
It,
Leaves behind ashes,
Leaves behind dirt,
Leaves behind lashes,
Leaves behind hurt.
Just like the burning of a cigarette leaves behind air so toxic
A burning star like me, will leave behind such losses.
Put me between your lips for the high
 Dec 2015 toots
Z
10:50 AM.
 Dec 2015 toots
Z
My thoughts for you are simply video games.

Back and forth, repeating as you see; As much as I wish to stop, I only become more **a d d i c t e d .
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