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Oct 2015
when i smoked for the first time
she was there
she let me try it
and lit the cigarette

it was too late
the humid small room got smoky
the taste wasn’t bad
or i just didn’t know how to taste it

smoking is bad for your health
the tiny box says “i’m killing you”
she will be the one who ruins my life
and now i start to get used to it

when i bought it for the first time
she wasn’t there
but she let me try it
she made me feel like smoking
from the distance

it is already in my left pocket
the young fresh lungs is getting old
it tastes horrible
now i got how to taste it

smoking is bad for your health
my father says “she’s killing you”
she will be the one who ruins my life
and now i start to get used to it

life is like a chocolate box
and she loves to eat sweet chocolate
that’s why my life has to be bitter
bitter like the cigarette
as bitter as i start to cry
Moet Kogano
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Moet Kogano  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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