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The burn The burn of the cigarette on my skin The embers that alight the flesh as it’s being put out Pain, the pain barely registers I smell the smoke , the chalky smell mixed with chemicals and burnt flesh My skin is burning Redding and blistering but still the pain is dormant Why can’t I feel the pain of this burn Why won’t it let me feel what I need I just want to feel
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Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 8:55 AM UTC
Blistering Burn
The burn The burn of the cigarette on my skin The embers that alight the flesh as it’s being put out Pain, the pain barely registers I smell the smoke , the chalky smell mixed with chemicals and burnt flesh My skin is burning Redding and blistering but still the pain is dormant Why can’t I feel the pain of this burn Why won’t it let me feel what I need I just want to feel
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26/F/Lost In My Mind
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 8:55 AM UTC
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