Years of life with you,
Thinking i'm the one.
Not realising one bit,
An Ashtray I was.
All the burns I took In the name of being yours,
But Of course you were perfect,
A person with no flaws.
The smell of cigarettes,
Taste of wine.
Horrifying memories,
I still was fine.
I wanted to match your perfection,
I wanted to be yours.
So I took your scars,
Unworried of the pain they cause.
Every single time,
An Ashtray I was.
-RR
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Coffee Shop: A Book Of Poetries.
KurzgeschichtenCoffee Shop is a collection of some random scenarios and poetries straight from my heart. The poetries can be a light read as well as deep :) It mostly has Stuff that teens will relate to, hoping to make you all experience the peace and warmth of a...
