IrreplaceableA Poem by HelracI think that I must be the smoke, the way you blow it at me and out of you. Thick and full of poison, something you love, which you hate. Separation causing such a physical sensation. An ache a need withdrawl. Comforting you, consuming thought and time. I'm jealouse of your cigarettes. I wish that you were as easily replaceable. © 2012 HelracReviews
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3 Reviews Added on February 5, 2012 Last Updated on February 12, 2012 AuthorHelracAboutI didn't intend on writing poetry. I set down to journal one day and this was how my thoughts came out. This seems to be the only way they come out which at times is really frustrating. Not sure what .. more..Writing
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