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lips pressed, long drag if it was anyone else, I’d step aside, look away. chest raises, you take another my eyes see your interior - smoke travels quickly… breathe in, breathe out why can I see the residue in the cavity of your lungs? lips pressed, chest raised why am I the one who feels light-headed? I watch you fill your lungs with the opposite of life, and all I want is for yours to last longer than mine.
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 4:59 AM UTC
please understand.
lips pressed, long drag if it was anyone else, I’d step aside, look away. chest raises, you take another my eyes see your interior - smoke travels quickly… breathe in, breathe out why can I see the residue in the cavity of your lungs? lips pressed, chest raised why am I the one who feels light-headed? I watch you fill your lungs with the opposite of life, and all I want is for yours to last longer than mine.
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 4:59 AM UTC
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