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Smoke

via Daily Prompt: Smoke

‘Her soul is on fire’,
her love stated for another.
She slept with wet cheeks
and red eyes, that night.
Woke up motivated,
motivated to seize
all his attention,
to set her own soul on fire;
as he said.
How erroneous could the
interpretation go.
Way too bizarre than you
even expect it to.
All in the name of
attention of her bogus lover.
While setting her soul on fire,
she burned the real her,
she burned the novelty.
The soul of the originality
could be seen floating up
like a puff of smoke.
No, it wasn’t black.
No, it wasn’t savage.
It was beautiful pink.
It was godly and pious.
The one which she decided
to let go off
as easily as smoke would.
All in the name of
attention of her bogus lover.
Which is what
many of us do.

We puff our real soul 
like a mere smoke,
all in the name of  
attention of our bogus lovers.
all in the name of
attention of bogus people. 

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-Ananya, the verbal seduction.💓

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