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I realized as my friends shared a cigarette in the car that the smell reminds me of friday afternoon drives and not of sitting on your porch those summer nights, entangled in your arms and the ribbons of smoke. Now as the smoke escapes out the car window, so do the remaining thoughts of you.
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
I'm not trapped by the memories of you anymore
I realized as my friends shared a cigarette in the car that the smell reminds me of friday afternoon drives and not of sitting on your porch those summer nights, entangled in your arms and the ribbons of smoke. Now as the smoke escapes out the car window, so do the remaining thoughts of you.
And I couldn't feel any better
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
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