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Poems
Dec 2022
4:14
The closest thing I can reach for
is this harmful glowing cigarette
I tend to worship the
things that burn me
You burn me
I burned for you,
but my love’s flame
was suffocating you
Our hearts were
scattered ashes,
I’m sorry I couldn’t
carry yours gently
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