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Jun 2014
Grasp the lighter, sure your grip
Roll the flint, don't let it slip
Hold it steady, inhale smooth
Don't exhale yet, let it soothe
Toss it to the city floor
Grab another, smoke some more
Feel the pain, forget it soon
Turn your lungs black as new moon
Choke your stress, asphyxiate
**** your problems, seal your fate
yeesh i write a lot about smoking
DH Matthews
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DH Matthews  Philadelphia
(Philadelphia)   
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