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Jan 2015
"The last cigarette I had was with you."
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I took a hit from a cigarette and I never let the smoke out;

But now,
i can't ******* breathe.

My lungs are burning, i have to let it out.

it's not that easy, you know?

It's the only thing i have left of you, my dear.

And I can't simply let go of your presence
that easily.



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Because you're in my **** system, and I can't get you out
The last cigarette.
kaden
Written by
kaden  17/M/NC
(17/M/NC)   
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     sol, Kate Irons, Holly, AFJ and FallenAngel93
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