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Feb 2015
I tried to burn the first flower you ever gave me but
it filled the room with smoke like
cigarettes and
I felt it fill my lungs like your
breath
when we used to kiss and
my throat is raw with missing you
Wrote this almost a year ago
Molly
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Molly
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