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p-s-y-c-h-o-l-o-g-i-c-a-l:

I just want to smoke,
But I don’t know why,
I don’t need the nicotine,
I just want to cry.
There’s a comfort I get,
From every breath,
With every cigarette,
I’m closer to death.

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