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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Ten days |l.h
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"You booze you lose."
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