with the cigarettes

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I WROTE YOUR NAME ON ALL OF MY CIGARETTES HOPING

THAT YOU WOULD BURN UP WITH THE TOBACCO AND

BE CARRIED AWAY WITH THE SMOKE

 

I DID NOT REALIZE THAT YOU JUST

TURNED INTO ASHES THAT I AM BREATHING

INTO MY LUNGS EVERY SINGLE DAY

with the cigarettes ; m.h.

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