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Oct 2018
Nicotine was meant for me,
Took my life so gradually,
cancer sticks, can't live without,
grateful when they all ran out.
changed my life and vaporized,
slightly healthy, save the skies.
walking past a smoker's cough,
wonder why they want to fall.
remembered how i used to be,
days i couldn't return calls.
Written by
charles  29/M
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