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Cigarette Kisses

She sealed my fate with her conniving sugar kissin'.
I took the bate; she told me I didn't know what I was missin'.


For this contest.
Word count: 547.
© 2011, loverboy.
  1. I've got those love-sick blues, 'cause I sold my soul to the devil.
    she was well-dressed and she knew what to do.