Eyes are now hallow where they were once bright and full. Lovely words once forced themselves out of your Lips are now replaced with poison pouring out and collecting on my shoes like mud.
YOU ARE READING
Cigarettes
Poetryi smoke too much it relates to everything i guess "cigarette thoughts?" idk, i write when i smoke- my short quotes that were written at my witts end
They Make Me Sick, Same As You
Eyes are now hallow where they were once bright and full. Lovely words once forced themselves out of your Lips are now replaced with poison pouring out and collecting on my shoes like mud.
