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Apr 2018
We used to sneak out of school and smoke under the bridge a mile down the road.
Bliss is the only word that comes to mind when I think back to coughing my lungs out with you againt that graffiti covered wall

Just us against the world

Unbreakable

Chapped lips and scarred wrists is how i remember you and my god

I loved you

So much more than either of us imagined.

If i could go back to those nights
us on my roof
nothing between us and the infinite sky

I would

But that's just a wish
A daydream i had on a smoke break at my dead end job.

I've let you go
And gone is how you must stay.

Theres still five minutes of my break left tho
Maybe I'll smoke another cigarette

And hope for a better dream
Brandon Kohler
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Brandon Kohler  18/M
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