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Mar 2018
you were my first cigarette
so fast you burned, and sweet,
and made the spinning in my head
and sped my heart's slow beat.

when the last of you i'd breathed
and you and i were done
there were burns all over me
and an aching in my lungs.
for david. too bad, huh?
Lilith Reid Brown
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Lilith Reid Brown  A Lake of Fire
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