broken bones

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i'll fill my lungs with smoke
to light a fire inside of me,
to burn my soul until it cries out for help,
and only then will i know
how it feels to hurt,
how it feels to suffer,
and then i'll pour every cigarette
i find in your pockets
down the sink,
because i'll finally know
why you use them,
why you use them to numb yourself
from the pain of the world around you,
and i'll hold you
i'll just hold you
for a moment or maybe more,
so you never have to feel that pain;
let me be your solace