A cigarette in your hand,
Burning down to your palm.
I shout 'is this what you want from us?'
I simply don't know .
The cigarette tastes like your skin ...
Like sulphur in my mouth
And i'm ready for the toxic gas.
But your not ready to let go
The fucking love
The fucking skin
I can taste it
I can taste the cigarette buds on your skin.
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So guys, first fucking poem... hope you liked it:D
should i write more ?
tell me k?
Love you everyone :) X
---- K xoxox
