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15h
Like the blood blister on my thumb
I’m marked by you
Injured from the friction of trying too hard
Over and over again
To light you up and inhale you
My boy of smoke
Lingering always but never tangible
Weave yourself into my hair
Sit in my lungs
Stain my lips and
Keep me
Love me
Breathe me
Bite me
Written by
Birdie  28/F/Hampshire
(28/F/Hampshire)   
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