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I have little burns on my body, like from a cigarette, but they hurt much more, although they haven't bled. But those little burns, really, aren't from a cigarette, they are from people's looks, looks so firm that they make me sweat. Those looks tend to differ, though, some feel like a cigarette, and some feel like bullets, that might even shoot me dead.
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Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 2:11 PM UTC
Pursuing me
I have little burns on my body, like from a cigarette, but they hurt much more, although they haven't bled. But those little burns, really, aren't from a cigarette, they are from people's looks, looks so firm that they make me sweat. Those looks tend to differ, though, some feel like a cigarette, and some feel like bullets, that might even shoot me dead.
This poem has to be read as thoughts, because that's exactly how I wrote it. The words were just thoughts running through my head.
anne-webb
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Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 2:11 PM UTC
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