You are like nicotine. A filthy
substance running through my
blood and despite knowing you
are bad for me I still have a desire
to feel you on my lips, keep you
between my fingertips.
You are like nicotine. A filthy
substance running through my
blood and despite knowing you
are bad for me I still have a desire
to feel you on my lips, keep you
between my fingertips.
Yeah🔥🔥🔥
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Great metaphor.
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True. 🧡
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Love this.
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This has a very noir-ish feel, cemented by an awesome photo. Well done.
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You made the reader believe every word dear Luna. Amazing poetry shared.
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