Blowing away
Another cigarette was just another moment of her life that she was blowing away.
And the key that had began by meaning so much; a love, a hidden door, a moment of lust, was now ashes to her.
Because she has lost her love, the door would remain locked and the lust, like her cigarette smoke, was blowing in the wind.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Eli B: | Dinsdag, augustus 19, 2008 21:54 |
| Heel mooi geschreven liefs Eli |
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| Littledolphin: | Dinsdag, augustus 19, 2008 21:20 |
| nice! liefs little | |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 19 augustus 2008 | ||
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