Once is not enough,
For me to feel this buzz.
For I see the smoke upon your lips,
And I can only but feel envious.
Carcinogens? I fear none,
If I obtain my dearest's love.
For this reward is what I get,
The Consequences of a Cigarette.
One day, sir, This will have you die,
To that, my love, this is my reply,
Smoke again is what I'll do.
For ironically, I'd die for you.
Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 10:09 AM UTC
Once is not enough,
For me to feel this buzz.
For I see the smoke upon your lips,
And I can only but feel envious.
Carcinogens? I fear none,
If I obtain my dearest's love.
For this reward is what I get,
The Consequences of a Cigarette.
One day, sir, This will have you die,
To that, my love, this is my reply,
Smoke again is what I'll do.
For ironically, I'd die for you.
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