Love is the last pull of your cigarette
All muscle and need and then,
Nothing
A slip of the wrist, empty space
Tossed to the road left behind you
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
Love is the last pull of your cigarette
All muscle and need and then,
Nothing
A slip of the wrist, empty space
Tossed to the road left behind you
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