cigarettes, to the broken soul, are what advil is to an aching head.
an escape from the pain.
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best rank: #974 in short story
this is a part of the forevermore series, though it can be read alone.
this is a work by myself, and solely myself. it will only ever be published here on wattpad. please let me know if you find a copy of this elsewhere.
copyright 2017
by: katelynn, aka, IneffableBibliophile
cover by me, katelynn.
thanks to you, reader, for choosing this book to read.
on that note, don't be a silent reader. it aggravates me.
thank you! i hope you enjoy the story.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrycigarettes, to the broken soul, are what advil is to an aching head. an escape from all pain. -- best rank: #974 in short story