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Lost Soul Forever

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Sitting in a dirty room

clothes on the floor.

Severed plastic bottles and dirty water

I hold the lighter on one corner

and sprinkle into a dark gauze

A deep exhalation is followed.



I light the brown gold and pull up

on the half a bottle, submerged

in dirty water. It fills with smoke

I remove the gauze and place

my quivering lips around the tip.



I inhale rejection. My head spins

Lost Soul Forever





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