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The Mirror
today
he feels the smoke saturate his skin
over his lips and into his lungs
filling them with calming clarity
he'll wait for the warmth of her skin
he'll try to hide the guilty lines
but never quite succeed
out of sight, but never of mind
he felt the relief of every slice
the pain pours out in a crimson river
the depression eases with a shimmer of red
he'll feel her flinch from the recognition of the scabs
he'll know she hates the smell of the smoke on his breath
and he'll wonder how she stands being around him
