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For what it's worth we all take life for granted. But if it weren't for the loss of the loved ones we never would have said it. As I puff on my last cigarette your soul gets tangled in the smoke. Up up and away... you float. I'm dying just to make it while you **** yourself to save him. Like a plague my addiction all over me I can still see it in my head, your unspoken tragedy. Tossing your body into the mechanical concrete ocean. My mind takes a turn for the worst an internal explosion. Like his exploding engine my cherry ignites. Red hot and slow to stop. As I take a hit you find your release, staying here in this moment finding our piece. He was your only peace. Unlike my time ticking cigarette **** You'll find him living in eternal love. And from this day forward you'll still catch me, sending my love from my cigarette **** to the heavens up above.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
Semitrucks and cigarette butts
For what it's worth we all take life for granted. But if it weren't for the loss of the loved ones we never would have said it. As I puff on my last cigarette your soul gets tangled in the smoke. Up up and away... you float. I'm dying just to make it while you **** yourself to save him. Like a plague my addiction all over me I can still see it in my head, your unspoken tragedy. Tossing your body into the mechanical concrete ocean. My mind takes a turn for the worst an internal explosion. Like his exploding engine my cherry ignites. Red hot and slow to stop. As I take a hit you find your release, staying here in this moment finding our piece. He was your only peace. Unlike my time ticking cigarette **** You'll find him living in eternal love. And from this day forward you'll still catch me, sending my love from my cigarette **** to the heavens up above.
adrian-rae-brown
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
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