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  intensity's hightened
  chest tightened
  i can't breathe when im w/ you
  you take all the air out my lungs
  & replace it w/ the sweet aroma of
  Mary Jane & vanilla
  how evil of you to use my favorite
  fragrance against me
  but I should've known better
  than to fall in love w/ someone
  who only loved me for my
  body
  w/out love for my
  existence.

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