the nicotine crawling on your skin

It's 11:25. I am sitting on my laptop in the

Dark. I think about you. What are you thinking about- Probably nicotine.

The image of you taking a drag pops up in my head. I watch a fruit fly crawling

Across my screen. I wonder if you got home safe. On

Another tab, I listen to music off your

Soundcloud. Everything reminds me of you. I’m not comfortable in my own skin (anymore)

 

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gmonasingh

i am poor

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gmonasingh

hello my email is gabithecreator@gmail 

Marcelle Singh

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