Monday, November 18, 2013

Cig.

fur coat, cigarettes and the tequila is talking me into tears again
it's so cold out but I'm burning alive
must be the poison the silence we shared spilled on my eyes
I finally asked you if I was the one
your answer unearthed itself with your hesitation
I'm shattered like glass now
by my almost romeo




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