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
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