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Unraveling

A smothered face,
the pillows wet,
Suffocate all thoughts,
standing
on the alter of naught,
departing from reality
the stitching starts to slip,
unraveling,
to the beat
of dejection,
Snuff out
the last cigarette.
Written by Crona (No lies. Just love)
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