Tue, 01/20/2015 - 16:19 -- Alvaei

I guess I like the way the cigarette

Finishes the length of my arm

Fingers curled up

In a soothing smile

I won’t be scared at night

I won’t ever have to be alone

Killing me softly

I give in


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