Not quite sure what it means,
to live without fighting
and to have sweet dreams.
The familiar smell of cigarettes
burns through your breath,
and yet I can see through the mask
that was once all I could see.
Is this the first step to
Normalcy?
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Powerful. You did a brilliant job with the emotions. It was beautiful, well written.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~
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