I never touched a cigarette,
Until the day you left.
And I never drank a whole bottle of whiskey,
Until I missed you so much it hurt.
But now I'm a chain smoker with a drinking problem,
And it's all to have some piece of you back.
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Love and Other Fuckups
PoetryA collection of poems and drabbles about things such as life, love, and fucking up.