By All because of the cigarettes
Submitted by ~*Truelies*~
Date: 2001 Dec 14
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[[2001.12.14.06.46.20508]]

We never would have if the man at the bus stop hadn't been smoking.

Second hand scent
Of cigarettes,
Hides in your hair -
Waiting there for
Memories to emerge;
And me,
Inhaling that
Wispy waft
As I steal you,
Whilst we
Lose ourselves
In eachother.