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made of smoke

I was thinking too much
you were drinking too much
our fighting never seemed to end
and the fire felt good

your skin on mine
your teeth, your hands
your anger, your lust
and both of us were filled
with so much distrust

my tears landed on the pillows
never on your shoulders
and your fists stopping hitting the wall
when they found my place

so many apologies
I’m sorry’s
and it’ll never happen’s

but I was thinking too much
and you were drinking too much
and the fighting took a turn
when the fire started to burn

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