all i can say is, i love making poems, |
Tobacco is a dirty weed
I like it...
As I wake up in bed,
And the sun rises a glimpse away...
Sometimes I wish I was an angels,
Sometimes I wish I could fly to distant lands...
How many times have you lied to me?
How many times have you laughed behind my back...
Tobacco is a dirty weed
I like it...
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