Phantom
I grab the lighter,
Watch the paper burn
And pretend you don't haunt me
Pretend I still can't feel your hands,
Around my throat
Over my mouth
And with every puff I take
I find ways to shove you
Deep
Deep
Down
Just like everything else
Copyright © Vanessa Rodriguez | Year Posted 2022
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