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vegasA Poem by pencilhe smelled like vegas.the fumes of his cigarettes strangled my lungs,but entangled my heart with a blurry mist. the smell of excitement and adventure .. |
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she was a candleA Poem by pencilshe was a candle melted down to her core,a dozen matchsticks had hurt her before.she promised herself she would never burn again,and blindly believed .. |
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