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The Book that will never be

Stories and Musings as I walk along in life and fade away into fantasy and insanity

Saturday, December 02, 2006

You are like a cigarette

Like a cigarette,
You make me happy, yet you are slowly killing me inside.
Soon, I'll be happily dead.
Posted by NOthing Really Matters at 11:33 PM

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