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Just Can't Stop

Sitting outside
People stare
Inside I know they are staring at me

Smokings no fun anymore
"No smoking",they said
But no I didn't listen

It feels as if its impossible
My confidence has left me
And all I have left is that smelly residue.

Just one ciggerette effects people
I feel as if I hurt them
I feel like a fraud
An outlaw
A bad person

But someday people will no longer stare or tell me to stop
Someday I will accomplish my goal
Somedady I will stop





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