Nicotine// H.S.
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Last published Wed, Mar 4, 2015
He was pure when she met him. Then he realized that she was making him loose control. He wanted it back. He picked one and lit it. Drawing in the chemicals, and blowing out his worries. She didn't accept this. He didn't care. They both were addicted, just to different things.
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