She said she doesn't know who he is
without a cigarette between his lips and rage near his his heart
So he replaced his cigarette with her lips and put his heart next to hers
"Let's find out" he whispered as they both turned into smoke
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Poetry"Everyone's playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. Just to be clear I don't want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousa...
