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Regrets

I light another cigarette.
Just another thing I'll regret.
It's okay, death comes anyway.
I guess I've run out of things to say.

Words get stronger everyday.
Say whatever ever you want to say.
I'm tired of hiding.
So, bring on the fighting.

The battle of love.
It just gives me another shove.
I'll never win.
I refuse to live in sin.

The tears come more and more.
My eyes are beyond sore.
Give me all you've got.
I've already almost forgot.
Written by PurplePandas
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