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Alix McLeod Nov 2020
It’s fair to say that
You are the nicotine
Running through my veins.

I adore you, while you
Are indifferent to me.

Still, I inhale.
Alix McLeod Nov 2020
You came into my life
As quiet as the winds
in a hurricane.

But you left
As loud as the songs
I wish I had never heard.

And those songs never stop playing.

— The End —