Addicted

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You told me once,

that I was your favorite

so is cigarette

and you started on me.


You made me fall

and I'll be your future wife

so is alcohol

that's why you forget me


And now you told me

that you want your cigarette back

but it's too late

and it's ashes flew and will never come back.

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