C i g a r e t t e s a n d y o u

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Under the dark night
full of shining twinkles of stars
I remembered you
I craved for your touch
Every inch of me felt your fingertips
Those light, soft, whispers
Flavors of your cigarettes
And the flavors of you.

-DK

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