I tried to write you
a country song,
but the words kept sticking
to my chapped lips.
And we both know you never really
cared for music
as much as you did for cigarettes.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Secondhand Smoke
Posted by Trent at 11:09 PM 3 comments
Labels: Poems
First Christmas as a SWF
Seeking 30-35 y/o male
to spend the holidays.
Left foot must fit
in a size Carlos stocking.
Posted by Trent at 11:08 PM 2 comments
Labels: Poems
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