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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 a cigarette.

I guess it's time to quit my bad habit

You.

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