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Oct 2015
It doesn’t make much sense to me
how those cigarettes make it easier for me to breathe
I wish I could see clearer
But I’m stuck in the cloud of my own smoke
Lmaooo i wish i knew how to do the things you guys do
Eve
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Eve  am I really living?
(am I really living?)   
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