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My last first cigarette
My last first cigarette flaring to brilliant life drawn into my lungs.
I feel polluted, dirty, corrupted, obscene and as I exhale...
I feel this familiar itch in my breath and I close my eyes and smile.
I feel polluted, dirty, corrupted, obscene and as I exhale...
I feel this familiar itch in my breath and I close my eyes and smile.
Published 27th Apr 2014
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27th Apr 2014 10:44am
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11th Jul 2014 00:34am
I hit random and this popped up. I just had my first last cigarette, I'm quitting. God is good.