happy cigarette
Happy Cigarette
happiness, sorrow
comfort and pain, you've been there
she got sick
she died
he got sick
he died
it wasn't going to work out
we broke up
you loved me
true love found
they were born
loving friendships
still you loved me
always consistent, you never judge
bad for me is part of your charm
you do so much harm
i will miss you so
my sweet happy cigarette.
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