Another cigarette I light up,
Wishing it could burn away the pain.
Another shot I took for you,
Wishing it could make the memories disappear.
But baby, tell me.
Why, oh why
The more I smoke, the more it hurts.
The more I drank, the more it reminds me,
Of how nice it is to be in your arms.
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Before The Dawn | ✔
Non-Fictionafter all you don't need water to feel like drowning, do you? --- dedicated to you, the only person who took my breath away with your pretty lies and empty promises. © Copyrights Reserved
