Ashes
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Her kisses were the only thing that stopped him from smoking. They were infinitely more deathly, addictive and intoxicating than the ebony-coloured ash he loved to exhale.
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The taste of his smoke made it hard to quit the taste of his tongue 🚬 Someone was sure! Yet was immune to all charms. Ego on both sides ruined the petels 🌻 Sometimes when you are feeling out of your normal state best to sit down for a moment - maybe it's because you have been surrounded by too many people all at once for the past couple of days or even for the past hour.🍒 There ain't nothing wrong with sitting alone for an hour, or two reflecting on what has been going on. 🌨️🥀, She needed a breather 😟 Wishing her soul would level up - she loved him in an almost un fathomed way. ~Mimi 🌌 Cover By @vhentii

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