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Jul 2014
Feel my heartache once a day.
Let the nicotine temporarily heal my broken heart.
Inhale away each bit to only light another.
You never realize how real pain is.
Pain is real when you lose your control.
You pull off mask and show the worldΒ Β 
what nicotine could never heal.
It could never be fully healed ever again.
Only leave a mark that will never let you forget.
Dean Chittenden
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Dean Chittenden  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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