Fucking shit

It’s 8:41am and I am holding someone else s baby in my arms.
And I’m out of cigarettes.
My wife and I sleep in the same room her mom died in.
Who died of lung cancer, from smoking.
And all i can think about is inhaling that sweet nicotine, and starting my day.
Since nothing goes my way, I say fucking shit and go get dressed

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