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you told me you were leaving

because i smoke cigarettes

i stopped smoking in fear

of losing you forever.

i went by your place to tell 

you that i broke my bad habit..

i saw you pressing your lips against someone new..

my walk home was lonely and

the only thing pressed to my 

lips was just a cigarette

i guess its time to quit

my bad habit.

you.

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