Bad Poetry

Dark Eyes, Deformed Smiles

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Flashes
People standing still
Staring at me
Dark eyes and deformed smiles
I push them away
Light up my cigarette
The renegade trains of my mind
They run in all directions
Into the storm
Searching
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