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I was jealous of a cigarette I wanted to be held so tight in your fingers I wanted to touch your lips And then just like the drag of smoke Disappear in the dark. I wanted you to smile at me the way you smile at the full pack I wanted to be carried with you and I wanted you to always want me. Instead of that you became my cigarette my addiction and I wanted more and more and I couldn't control myself anymore I wanted to be your everything so desperately that I became nothing to you while you were my whole world.
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
A Cigarette // How I Became Nothing
I was jealous of a cigarette I wanted to be held so tight in your fingers I wanted to touch your lips And then just like the drag of smoke Disappear in the dark. I wanted you to smile at me the way you smile at the full pack I wanted to be carried with you and I wanted you to always want me. Instead of that you became my cigarette my addiction and I wanted more and more and I couldn't control myself anymore I wanted to be your everything so desperately that I became nothing to you while you were my whole world.
nikola-mills
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC
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