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Jun 2017
Inhale furiously, exhale softly
the burning lust of a cigarette.
Smoking the toxic memories
From the first one you lit up,
to the red-hot one between your fingers.
Addicted to the flaming feelings that simply faded,
from red to grey,
from glowing to ash.
3 minutes of calm
and the never ending space left between them..
Virginia Kasmi
Written by
Virginia Kasmi  21/F/Vienna
(21/F/Vienna)   
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     JoshuaHaines, ---, TSPoetry, --- and Ryan Holden
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