otherwise December 15, 2013Poetry The cigarette smoke stained words Smell delicious like fresh morning When its you who say those words. Those tired bagged sleepless eyes Look gleamy and bright like sunshine when its me who you look at… OlderBFFI… best friends for Infinity!!! NewerSay me Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Δ