Disclaimer:

This fanfic is fruit of author´s imagination, no intention to profane the reality. Neither to offend the real involved. It's just a vision of public facts, speculation of private moments.

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Joined Hands

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I am his heart. Now a broken one.

It´s silly to think I was worried

To his sedentary live and if

He would stay cigarettes free.

(By the away, just saying, they are his besties again)

Because, nothing of this matter,

I´m not one of the lucky ones anymore.

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