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Feb 2014
In a matter of seconds
minutes or so
I inhale you
deeply

Killing every inch
Of what's left
of me
slowly

I don't regret this
Because in a matter
Of years, and if i be lucky
Of decades
We all live
To face death

I'm just enjoying the
Little sins
That would ****
my existence
anotherΒ Β poem dedicated to death
jacky
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