Peaceful Poem by gothic fairy

Peaceful



with every breath i take my pain seems to disappear,
the tears i cried just yesterday have dried away without a trace.
its become a part of me, something i cant live without.
its become my best friend and without me i would die.
the warmth on my lips as i take the next hit,
the way it inflames, surrounding me...
...peaceful white smoke...

Friday, February 5, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: lips
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gothic fairy

gothic fairy

Fresno California
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