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smoke
I smoke a lot
 It's true
 When I take a drag and exhale its always for you
 You're the singed ashes in my chest
 The fire swelling in my lungs
 You're the words dry in my throat when I'm alone and you're the
 Ball of red on my skin when I need
 To feel just a little bit real
 You're the wisps and tufts in the air
 And the smell that clings to my sweats
 And you make me feel alive and dead and I could taste you forever days in a cold spring
 Just breathing your burning bits of fire
 When I smoke a smoke it's all you and I can never understand why

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