Cigarette Kiss
When you kiss me, I scream into
your mouth as hard as I can
so every time you puff
a cigarette, you
might think of me.
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Em Anekaf
A lawyer to be who dabbles in acting, singing, dancing, cooking, knitting, reading, writing and ranting about mental illness, since I suffer from OCD and depression myself. I'm happiest when I'm at church. If you take the time to read my work and tell me what you think, I'll love you forever.
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