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smoking your cigarette
i get close to you
in a sense
more of you
is this lipstick mine or yours?

its just the way
i can never quite say
whats on my mind
even though i knew
just a moment ago...

i just can't tell you
and its an easy pain
because it comes so
near to making me sing
but the words won't come.


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