Smoke

by Erica Brown©   Dec 12, 2004


You smoke,
It lingers in the air.
You choke,
It's embedded in your hair.
You lied,
Swearing you had stopped.
We've died,
Since our trust you popped.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Erica Brown©

    Thank you very much, and no problemo.

  • 19 years ago

    by ♥x__Pwincess danii//

    i really liked it, it makes alot of sense. i gave it a five
    (by the way thanks for your comment)

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