Essence of the Smoke
Her words like smoke,
Slithered like a phantom into my ears.
Forcing my eyes to close,
To the surroundings of a darkened melody.
Melodies which tempt me to kiss,
These Shattered glasses of toxic lips.
Lips which only uproots my soul,
Unto the violence of war and,
Unto the hands of which that is most toxic.
Ignorance
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