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I will sit and light this cigarette Smoke burning in my eyes so I have an excuse to cry It's a habit you had me quit But now that you've quit me I needed to find something familiar again
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May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 2:32 PM UTC
A Familiar Vice
I will sit and light this cigarette Smoke burning in my eyes so I have an excuse to cry It's a habit you had me quit But now that you've quit me I needed to find something familiar again
Bearded-one
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22/M/Utah
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 2:32 PM UTC
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