I watched as your cigarette smoke hit the morning sky and I knew that shouldn't appreciate the deadly grey mixing in with the light pastels but it was one of the most beautiful forms of destruction just like you.
A.R.
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Inversion
PoetryBasically a collection of poems I write that will be updated as soon as my brain returns from haitus.
Smoke
I watched as your cigarette smoke hit the morning sky and I knew that shouldn't appreciate the deadly grey mixing in with the light pastels but it was one of the most beautiful forms of destruction just like you.
A.R.