I always break themA Poem by BlessdWithACurserules are made to be broken though right?i know all the facts, all the rules, ready to break them I'm being kind but cruel, You pushed me to this, to steal it all, I know it wont be missed, I rolled it out, I lit it up, First cigarette, blew smoke out, When I say first, does a drag count, Years ago? It helped me out, relaxed me down, Now i know what the fuss is about. The burn felt good, so sour but so sweet, I didn't know I could The after taste, You said it was mud, I say sugar, sweet and divine, A piece of heaven, Corrupt but mine.
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Added on May 18, 2011 Last Updated on May 18, 2011 AuthorBlessdWithACurseAboutErrrm what do you say about something you truly hate? I'm more into writing stories than poems but you can't get your feelings out in a story can you? :) Easily offended? F**k Off Then!! xxx more..Writing
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