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Jun 2018
Your words like music in my head
I'll show you
the good
you said while
you pull out another cigarette
Playing cards with fire


Inhale exhale
the smell of you
Inhale exhale
the look in your blue eyes
as you pull out joker on me

Inhale Exhale
I am
Inhale Exhale
the Queen

And in between the smoke
and dissapointment
you lost the Queen
Arina
Written by
Arina  18/F/South Africa
(18/F/South Africa)   
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