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Dec 2014
when I smoke cigarettes
I curse them, not myself

I'm sober,
what excuse do I have?

other than the growing sense
that my sky is perpetually falling

my therapist says
I should try breathing
Quinn
Written by
Quinn  Bremerton, WA
(Bremerton, WA)   
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