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The Habit

Vania


It smells like death, it tastes like fire
But that dosn't stop the foolish buyer.
With teeth of yellow and skin of grey,
For their life, I hope I pray
One after, its like a chain,
What do they think, will it stop their pain?
A self inflicted death, I feel like crying,
Because I know they are slowly dying.



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