This is a draft. unfinished, unpolished, in-progress.
there’s nothing quite like the itch for nicotine.
it reminds me a lot of the ache i get to reach for you when we are near
never quite touching, just within my reach
hey void, it's me again… thanks for being here in the abyss with me
there’s nothing quite like the itch for nicotine.
it reminds me a lot of the ache i get to reach for you when we are near
never quite touching, just within my reach
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