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May 7
unhealthy this obsession of mine
that asks you to use me at your will,
the room is glowing red and-
can hide your imprints on my neck

unhealthy this obsession of mine
to be burned by your touch,
your cigarette against my skin
and its smoke filling up my lungs

unhealthy this obsession of mine
to be deserted and left in ruins
your teeth biting into my skin
not everyone can see love through pain
This poem is part of my Campus Confessions poetry series.
Maanvinder Pilania
Written by
Maanvinder Pilania  19/M/India
(19/M/India)   
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