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Aug 2018
I would get nauseous
After just one cigarette
But since then I’ve grown a tolerance
And now I find friendship from nicotine

I would overthink
About the skin that lived on my body
But since then I’ve grown a tolerance
And I find endearment from my curves

I would rewrite
About love and everything in between
But since then I’ve grown a tolerance
And I see progress instead of mistakes

I would fall
At the sight or even the smell of you
But since then I’ve grown a tolerance
And I think this time it’s gonna stick
Written by
Olivia Ventura  19/F
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