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May 2019
I was your cigarette. You put me out, after lighting me up. Like a cigarette you ignited me and raised me to your scornful lips, you made me your addiction and i let you consume me. You only used me when you were bored and stepped on me once you were done. You'd watch me burn and blatantly ignore the ashes falling. And when u got tired of me, you left me alone and  moved onto your next cigarette.
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Ava Courtney
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