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Nov 2018
the smell of smoke
reminds me of you
our connection I thought we had

the smell of smoke
reminds me of you
totally black, in leather too

the smell of smoke
reminds me of you
your hidden smile, showing only when you’re glad

the smell of smoke
reminds me of you
how you’re always living but never alive

the smell of smoke
reminds me of you
the cigarette in one hand
and the vanilla in the other

the smell of smoke
reminds me of
you.
the only two flames that could never be apart
Written by
Priya Sapra  17/F/Stockholm
(17/F/Stockholm)   
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