A kiss of smoke
One breath away
It had a million things to say
One kiss it took
That's all it takes
One head of dismay
Then it was gone
So quick, so quick
So gone and gone
So never, so never
Give a kiss of smoke
'Cause it makes somebody else broke
Broken
Broken and gone
Like a shattered mirror
Bad luck chases you everywhere
Bad luck writhes in your hands
Hands that I've held
It's too late now
Goodbye, goodbye
A kiss of smoke
One step back
It stabbed me to see
One kiss it took
That's all it takes
YOU ARE READING
The Diary of a Forgotten One
PoetryThe world is like clay. It can be molded into a beautiful thing. Sometimes the clay dries and someone or something chips a part of it...it can't be fixed unless you glue it up, but it won't be the same.
