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you are the burn of cigarette smoke painful, tearing at the insides of my body yet i need you, i always crave you smiling as you rush through my body you can hear me screaming for help yet i am silent there is no sound, no movement only the tears that drip from my eyes a waterfall, slowly being drained of every drop i look up you are my detriment and cigarettes only burn for so long
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Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 1:51 AM UTC
nicotine.
I see your name everywhere in books on television screens in user names on Facebook posts I hear it in advertisements for ******* toilet paper I hear it on the street from a random passerby some happen to have your name a lot of people happen to have your name your name isn't popular not overall though in this country it's fallen on sharp decline since its inception I read it on a graph...out of curiosity your name is imprinted in my mind i've said it so much, i've written it so much it's automatically a suggestion on my phone whenever I compose a message, there's your name whenever I go to sleep, there's your name floating viscerally in the darkness flickering behind my eyelids flickering in the inky nothingness I know the shape of it in my mouth I know the feel of it behind my teeth on the roof of my mouth in my throat * i've shouted it to you i've moaned it to you i've screamed it to you i've screamed it raw and wild into the air i've screamed it into pillows your pillows hotel pillows my pillows your name imprinted on fabric imprinted on air imprinted behind my eyelids your name appearing everywhere appearing cosmically appearing universally i ******* hate it i ******* love you i ******* hate your name your name fracturing my everything
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Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 10:18 PM UTC
imprinting
After what seems like an eternity Of a long line of "could've"s Pieces of my life are falling perfectly Like the leaves in fall Or the snow in winter Similar to the loose petals of flowers in Spring Just as the grace of the wind carried them It is carrying me To have everything come together Like the perfect symphony Composed effortlessly
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
Seasons