You told me you were leaving because I smoke cigarettes. I stopped smoking in fear of losing you forever. I went by your home to tell you I broke my bad habit, I saw you pressing your lips to 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.
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"Hou je van me zoals mama deed?"
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Troubled Little Youth (Dutch)
Disclaimer, ik ben begonnen met dit verhaal te vertalen uit het Engels, met toestemming van de schrijfster...