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Oct 2014
You remind me of the Marlboros I smoke,
you see,
every time I took a hit from you
you killed me more and more
but I didnt mind
because as I breathed you in
it felt like a fresh of breath air
and it wasn't until you were gone
when I needed you the most,
when I missed you the most.
Without you I had my worse days
you were all I could think about
I became addicted to everything you
gave,
the good and the bad.
I sparked you up and you
became something beautiful
that entered into my lungs
I loved you.

but now I see,
that these feelings were not mutual
that your intentions were only to
**** me,
to use me,
make me become addicted
and you sat there watching me
**** myself,
that is not love.
Annie
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