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Aug 2017
You are my poison and my poem
I inhale you and you damage me
I exhale you and you give me a high

I take joy in ignitingΒ you
With the promise that you will warm the cockles of my insides
As you simultaneously disappear
What a contradiction you are.

I hear you crackle
I watch you burn away

You see, you are a passive drug
You slowly **** me but quietly remind me that i am alive

I take in every single inch of you
Long and intoxicating
With a tip that burns of satisfaction

You are a fiersome thing to behold
I am all brave, stupid and hopeful to even fathom you as a constant without its own genre of pain

I will kiss you and remember that you are not good for me
But I will not rest without you inbetween my lips
And I will take in all of you
And leave only your filter for the world
Because I dont need your facades

I know what you are
You, my hopeless love, are my cigarette

And you set me on fire.
Tej
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Tej  UAE
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