woke up this morning
to clean snow
falling on my fingers
and my cigarette
and thoughts of you
i wish you could just as simply
brush from my shoulders.
Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 7:55 AM UTC
woke up this morning
to clean snow
falling on my fingers
and my cigarette
and thoughts of you
i wish you could just as simply
brush from my shoulders.
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