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3:02 am

She sat there
trying to smoke you away
trying to forget your touch
your voice
the way you looked at her
And she tried so hard
to forget the taste of your lips
So instead the taste of that cigarette
Lingered on her at 3 am
With only the thought of what you had done

And then she realized
That you were worse than nicotine
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