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Apr 2018
I bought a pack of menthol cigs
Turns out that you hate my digs
I sparked one up to release the pain
But all I got was an act of vain
The first puff helped out
Can you please just shut your mouth?
Halfway done
How are you so dumb?
I’d prefer to share this with my mum
But here you are, can you not be such a ***?
Two-thirds in
I’d tape your mouth but that’d be a sin
Inhaling the relief
Can you believe, nails in my coffin
But at least I’ll be away from your stupid grin
Written by
Great Pretender
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