Social smoker
Between drags of my cigarette, I find my hands still shaking.
You try to pry apart my fingers and slide your own between them,
the needle pierces my skin in a way your love could not.
But it is nice to have you close,
you kiss my forehead an action so gentle that I can do nothing but fall apart in your hands.
You hold me, and I think I would like this to be our secret.
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Malko
Reading this while smoking a cigarette
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marcy xD
smokers are for jokerz XD
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