You and a cigarette
On a cigarette filter I write your name
Before I empty the ashtray
I take a look at the ashes
that you left behind
But a new day is coming
I throw everything
to the waste disposal
You are nothing to me
I light a cigarette
and
inhale the smoke
The pain you made me feel
will last as much as this cigarette
5 Minutes
This is how much you...
Poetry by night soul woman
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Written on 2006-05-30 at 20:26
Tags Anger Love Pain
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