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Oct 2013
He inhaled his cigarette
like he was taking in the cancer
to smoke out the monsters within.

I smoked my cigarettes
like I was trying to **** myself
to **** the beast within.

And that's how we found each other
sitting on a park bench
smoking the demons away.
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Two-headed Monster
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