One More.. Poem by Bera Tremoz

One More..



I'd never heal
if i keep smoking
like that.
But it's Friday,
it's night,
nice weather
outside for
a cold fall
slumber.
Ok,
one more
just cos
it's death around
and who cares
about your
health.

Saturday, October 22, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: smoking,weather
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