Cigarettes

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I want you to whisper in my ear how much you love me, instead you hand me cigarette and tell me to get in the car as you drive us to a dump where I spend hours and hours thinking upon how my life went wrong, you have a new bruise on your face and another scrape on your knee, what you do in the night time is not up to me, as I watch you drink a cold beer I can't help but notice I'm falling intensively in love with you

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