His kisses
felt like fireworks
and that was enough
for me to
keep handing him matches
not realizing
that he had poured
gasoline
all over my soul
- addiction
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Oblivion
PoesíaSome people are like black holes - loving them is oblivion Isn't it scary how much damage one person can do? This is for the one who broke me. This is me trying to put the pieces back together. Healing through poetry. #tsc22 . . A collection of my p...
