Poem about trying to give up fags

O fags do I love you so

Why do I smoke so

Rather learn to play Eva Cassidy

But I’d rather smoke all day
Life revolves around smoking
Smoking’s bad m’kay
So why do I smoke all day
Giving up is hard
Yet it should be so easy
So much more time to read, make music, write
Gonna give up this time I swear (?)
Although my mind is telling me to go to the shop
Stoppit mind stupid thing
Horrible things fags

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