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Smudged
I smudged the cigarette out in the ashes
of her love.
Both would have become a cancer to
me, growing slow and silent, taking over
my body and my mind, killing me slowly
one day at a time.
of her love.
Both would have become a cancer to
me, growing slow and silent, taking over
my body and my mind, killing me slowly
one day at a time.
Published 12th Jul 2021
| Edited 14th Jul 2021
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