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Love or that Drug


The ‘nothing’ between us, the invisible thread

It is like the ‘infinite’ love we shared back then
When your smoky breaths calmed me
 
But now, my bones shake of the horror
Of The hollow promises
Of The trough of trusts
Of the love that runs as cocaine in your veins

Today when I am no one
Why do I behold the bitterness  of your lips on mine
Why do I taste of the drug you did that night
Why do I smell of the cigarettes you puff
Why do I feel you trembling in my bones

Why do my ruins love you more than I did back then?

Picture by Gras Grun (Unsplash)

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