my bad habit.

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you told me you were leaving me
because i smoked cigarettes.

I stopped smoking
in fear of losing you forever.

I went by your place,
to tell you
that I had broke my bad habit

I saw you
pressing your lips
to someone new

my walk home was lonely
and the only thing pressed against my lips
was a cigarette.

I guess
it was time for me to
quit my bad habit

you.

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