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Apr 2014
i saw you on a balcony smoking a cigarette
between your fingers that extended like
tree roots. i wanted so badly
to just grab you and **** the nicotine right
out of your veins and into mine. maybe one
day you'll be addicted to me.
she talked to me at the bar but i was too obsessed with the fact it was a malboro red
michael capozzi
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michael capozzi  cities that never sleep
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