One Last..
By autumn
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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One last cigarette, then I'll try to go to bed,
Ignore thoughts of you, running rampant in my head,
Pretend that I don't feel the empitness in my heart,
Forgive you again for tearing the world apart.
One more check, on the babies down the hall,
I'll look in on them and pray they don't fall,
Victims of the games we play,
Pawns we use to get our way,
They deserve better than this, and so do I.
One last memory... then I start to cry.
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