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Text messaging poetry back and forth:
And my gut screamed up through me as bent over and wretched this time
Like the last time
And the time before that
Always an addict.
Fuck man
How do I quit you
And my gut screamed up through me as bent over and wretched this time
Like the last time
And the time before that
Always an addict.
Fuck man
How do I quit you