Author: Next Exit PM
...but I loved every minute. I mean it.Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 76 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-09-06 - id: 2244244
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Every time we hugged, or we kissed,
or you whispered into my ear,
you smelled like cologne and cigarettes.
You tasted like oranges and charcoal.
When you would sing a song that you said was for me,
I knew you were lying.
I knew you were lying when
I would watch the words you spoke
fly out of your mouth as ash.
I wish I knew what brand you smoke,
so I could carry your cancer.