You are lonely
you are sad
you are hated
but you are loved
he didn't believe a word, as the smoke circled out of his charred lips.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryA collection of poetry found under lovers nails or stained against your pillow case - highest ranking - #3 poems - #9 in poetry - All rights reserved - © Ruby Smith @desp-erate 2014 Cover by @-grxnge
