[WE'RE JUST KIDS.]
I am not your 5-minute cigarette. You can't put me out after lighting me up.
Isn't it ironic? That the things we do to make us feel us alive are the ones that can kill us?
don't do drugs, do me. do drugs and me. do drugs and then do me.
I don't like to talk about what hurts.
So dark, so deep, the secrets that you keep.
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Why?
**Why did you do it? I still don't understand. I'm just sorry I wasn't enough.**
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