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Jul 2015
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Because you always seem to waste
my last breath,
on your first puff
of a newly lit cigarette.

And that,
kind of hurts my breathing,
kind of hurts my heart.
Laura El-Alam
Written by
Laura El-Alam  24/F/Lebanon
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