xxvii.
you were cigarettes,
to inhale your smoke is bad;
this cannot go on
zeicara saerin
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PoetryIn which a shy girl, even with a coward heart, loved a handsome boy. A haiku poetry. Featured in @WattpadPoetry's reading list under Haiku.
cigarettes
xxvii.
you were cigarettes,
to inhale your smoke is bad;
this cannot go on
zeicara saerin
