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May 2014
i know we are
terrified of each other
in the most oblivious way
and that you kissed that girl
with lips tainted in cigarette
smoke last friday because
you thought it would make you
whole; but my dear

heartbreaker, she broke
you in a single touch.
people like to grow attached to things that char their lungs.
cr
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cr  midwest, usa
(midwest, usa)   
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