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Fairy Dust

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The bag looked angelic white, innocent enough

“I will only give you twenty’s worth,” he says, “it’s that real good stuff!”

Using a razor she chopped up the big bits, drew her lines

Then up her nose with a sniff, sniff, sniff

It seemed like things got brighter and she advanced through time

Her heart raced fast, wanting to escape through her chest

She was flushed, sweating, feeling aroused within her breast

Soon it all seemed to float, so good, so hot, then just so… cold

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Haha! Better hope it's not bath salts! That shit will turn you into a naked, face-eating zombie!

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