Smoke

Smoke

A Poem by sarcastic

Smoke is coming from my heart.

It's been played with so many times it's going to give in and die.

You said you would never play with it but why is it

that you are burning a whole in my heart?

Why?

At lesst it wont happen again.

Now all I have to do is wait for all the smoke to clear out.

© 2010 sarcastic


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Added on November 8, 2010
Last Updated on November 8, 2010

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sarcastic
sarcastic

canton, OH



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