Smoke
By leahcullen
Smoke Swimming through smoke rings, Inside of my head. Not knowing what’s going on Outside this great time. Not knowing who’s there, Not wanting to care. Smoke rings of time, Are trapped in my head. Hazy but light, Spirit entrapped, Not knowing the time, The ash will last fall. -Leah Cullen- -16-04-2002- Written April 17th, 2002 © on Apr 17 2002 03:45 AM PST 0 • 10
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