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Sep 2014
Here, take a drag,
  one hit won't **** you.
but it will burn your eyes and throat.
The horrid taste make makes me gag,
I guess I'll take another drag
       blow out the smoke.
  One hit won't **** me,
What about two or twenty?
   burning my lungs
       shortening my breathing
thousand of drags later
I'll hit the floor
Screaming
ONE DRAG WONT **** ME!
THEN HOW MANY WILL?
There are easier ways to die.
May
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   Micaiah, jdmaraccini, Emma and unknown
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