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andi
Poems
Jun 2017
cigarettes after ***
his hand moved
from her hair to her thoughts
pulling every bit of her self confidence from inside her.
he stuck his fingers into her emotions
and moved in and out,
tearing her apart.
he moved her hips to the beat of her favorite song
that she can no longer listen to
and when he was done
he left her alone
and lit a cigarette.
as if smoking
would help the coping
with the fact
that he lit her heart on fire
and smoked it after ***.
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