I was pure.

I was pure. 
Then you put that cigarette in between my lips with your smokey fingers.
You kissed my lips and forced death in the form of a cigarette puff deep into my lungs.
Slowly deliberately sucked the life out of me.
Then you waited for me to fall apart. And I waited for that last laugh..
But nothing came. What happened? Did it become too much? Did you finally see the damage you’ve created?
Did you finally fall in love with me?
Too late.
I was innocent.... then I met you.
Now I’m indestructible. 
And you’re falling apart.
Look how that worked out...
Thank you.
🌹 -Poisoned
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