Love is second hand smoke
Poison
Its greasy fingers grasping your lungs
Robbing you of every last breath….
But
You like it.
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
Love is second hand smoke
Poison
Its greasy fingers grasping your lungs
Robbing you of every last breath….
But
You like it.
This is just an excerpt from a poem that I've been working on reecently.
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