When I think of you,
I still hear your deep rasp
A muffled, familiar roar
Carrying the weight of your words-
Yes, when I remember you
I smell your half extinguished cigarette
And feel your warm touch
A familiar burn
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 8:35 PM UTC
When I think of you,
I still hear your deep rasp
A muffled, familiar roar
Carrying the weight of your words-
Yes, when I remember you
I smell your half extinguished cigarette
And feel your warm touch
A familiar burn
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