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Feb 2019
Smoking cigarettes,
like if they would take with every breath I take,
a bit of my pain away.
Very slow the flash hits me
and grabs my body to swirl it around my own kiwi smoothie eyes.
We all know
that the unknown
leaves a special taste on its tounge
on, on my body, in my mind.
the smoke keeps on whirling and i see small bits of your smokey eye
may it be allright?
But i keep forgetting
my resulution
to not let you become another habit
sooooooo here comes my first poem. enjoy :)
Nina
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Nina  16/F
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