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Jan 2018
Falling in love with me is like sin,
I will eat you and **** you within,
My existanse is crutial to everyone,
I hurt people even when I don't mean to,
I **** people when they get involved,
Im sorry I couldn't be there for you,
When you were bed ridden and took your fall,
You plummeted down and down,
I cannot save you for I am not that strong,
I am only a object of death,
and rotting your insides,
I didn't do anything wrong,
For I am just a object,
You sit here and smoke me without a care,
Unaware,
Of the death in the future, so beware.
Lung cancer is not something to joke about
Written by
Ashtyn  17/F/Florida
(17/F/Florida)   
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