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I feed you drugs on a silver plate.
Put my fire out with your brain.
Do me in.
"Please?" She smiles, "Just once." I look at her, frowning, "Not once. Not ever." She grabs my hand, "For me?" I pull away and turn around, my middle finger shoots up into the air, "Not once. Not ever."
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