colors

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the smell of smoke radiates from your lips

as you speak of the sunset driping like wax down the side of a candle

i feel like im drowning in words

your face speaks more than your mouth ever will

your eyes speak of the love between us

your pupils are wide; dilated

six weeks later

you kiss me goodbye with tears in your eyes

green eyes

serious

hazel

pine

evergreen

you pull away from the hug

and smoke slides through your lips

grey

sadness

your lips are soft

pink

comforting

your arms pull away

pale

thin

and i realised i needed you

but the car was already gone down the road

and the girl i had met that summer

was gone already

crash

bang

smoke

blackness

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