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Nov 2018
the smell of smoke
reminds me of you

tried associating the smell with no one or nothing
failed

tried telling myself this is nothing but a smell we sense everyday without really caring

but still
I give a ****

every time I just get a glimpse of the smell of smoke
it reminds me of you

sadly this is it
and while badly it hurts
I sit here and cry a river
everyday, ever minute of the day that flies by
I smell smoke and I think
of
you.
Written by
Priya Sapra  17/F/Stockholm
(17/F/Stockholm)   
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