sleepless days
parties upon parties
people chatting
Liquid spilling
Smoke filling
My lungs expanding
Never knowing
Always growing
Minds collapse
Moments collide
Seeing you
Everything
Smoke and mirrors
Meek touches
Sweet kisses
My body itches
Cravings and habits
Hearing those pitches
Then missing you for a minute
I don't know what else to do
Except accept and admit it
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