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9

9 cigarettes,

9 hours.

And this love dies with my last pack.

For I cannot let,

The venomous things in life,

Take mine.

I will be poisoned no longer.

For this time...

Mind outsmarts,

The heart.

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canaan-massie
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May 23, 2013
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