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Jan 2017
I can feel the empty space in my chest
I can feel the tears falling down my cheeks and onto my pillow
I can see the see the stains of the tears from the nights before
I can smell the smoke from my last cigarette
I crave your touch again
But I was just your next girl in line
I meant nothing to you
Coral
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