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Sep 2015 · 1.4k
Smoke
Pancho Chang Sep 2015
The smoke kept in my lungs
hurts less than seeing you.

The scent of smoke on me
leaves sooner than you do.

The ashes on the floor
meet and greet with my heart.
Sep 2015 · 425
Orange
Pancho Chang Sep 2015
You keep telling me you prefer oranges
but you're eating an apple
and the orange is left in the bowl.
Pancho Chang Sep 2015
Be careful
I'm flammable

You don't listen
as you shoot sparks
in every direction.

Stay away
I don't want to burn.

You don't listen
as you shoot sparks
in every direction.

I ignite in a second
I burn big, bright, and fast
I crackle with joy
I've never been so happy

You don't listen
as you shoot sparks
in every direction.

I'm all burned out
I am ashes, alone

You don't listen
as you shoot sparks
in every direction.

— The End —