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Burnt

by viktoreeya

When do I think of you? I think of you When I'm lighting A cigarette. You take the edge off, But I know you're only killing me. And after, I'll only be left with Smoke and ashes.

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Sep 15, 2017

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Notes: 8/29/17

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