Up all night
Smoking lucky strikes
Hoping waiting
Wishing thinking
Fuck it
I never get anything right
Long walks with
Even longer nights
Only bring me
Bleeding hearts and fist fights
Deep drinks with
Even deeper depression
Leave me with
Hangovers and teenage repression
Forgetting to forget
You. How you live
Your life without regret
My packs empty
So I smoke your memory
Will you come back to me
Can I be your first regret
Or am I just another cigarette
Burnt out and bit at
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