Before you smoked menthol,
you weren't addicted,
but rather in love.
Now, after having ashed
the last of your affection
and disregarding the
now empty pack
in which it came,
you search for
a stranger to hold you
over. Hoping they will
share your tastes,
but you'd settle
for menthol.
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still working on getting this right.
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so I can see if it reads the way I hope.
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4 comments:
i get it.
i think you've told me this before..
just...
i choose not listen.
and i could say so much more...
but i wont.
oh yea.. and that comment about your 'bad writing' i was just hoping you'd quit talking to me so i could get some work done. sorry about that. it's probably the worst strategy ever. i like your writing.
It didn't take much to get to you before but now you have to cut open your lungs just to get a buzz. It isn't about the romance anymore, but trying to get the high and how you get it has become irrelevant.
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