i watch you inhale on your cigarette
& strangely i can feel every part of you
blackening every part of me
you're the smoke i can't get out of my lungs
inhale...
exhale...
i still can't get your smell off my clothes
& my fingertips are turning yellow
truthfully you've been many different types of poison
& you've been inside me in more ways than one
dangerous
deadly
addicting
you bought my love with nicotine
& kisses
one day you're going to kill me
'i'm gonna die anyway'
why not die happy?
Author notes
i don't write poetry
[never have]
i write thoughts
short, simple
to the point
not enough to write a whole novel
Insult Me
Comments
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love it. as always. i do the same thing, no poetry, just random thoughts that only certain few get. miss ya!
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