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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#love

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