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Toxic Love

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The cigarette across your lips is smiling at me.
You can’t see but its toxic love is running through my veins.
My lungs are soaking it in like a last desperate kiss.
Ash and smoke are fixing their stare on my cheeks,
hoping to turn my lungs black and my blush grey.
The cigarette across your lips is smiling at me.
You can’t see but its toxic love is running through my veins.
You can’t see but it’s not only killing you but slowly murdering me.





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