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Dec 2018
It's not all
cigarette boys
his sweater smells good
a drug so sweet

It's a bitter
sour taste
he smells like death
drugs that poison us into a deep sleep

surrounded by empty bodies
the things we take
slowly forgetting reality

we don't speak
I'll see him in my dreams

cigarette daydreams
smoke
settling into my hair

I can't live in a colorful world
without you

we create
new stars

11:11
I want him to go away

he's a lighter
golden (e̶y̶e̶s̶)
in the dark

a burning flame
in daylight

blowing away
into a spiritual midnight

under a
neon moon

I only feel numb around you
I'm running out of air
you're not touching me
stop suffocating me

it's easy to put out
a cigarette

so easy to light
one more
lover
he's only a stranger
eileen
Written by
eileen
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