
A metaphore for a relationship but can be read by itself as well. PLEASE REVEIW!:)
Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Poetry - Words: 185 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3071900
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A/N: Thank you to everyone who reveiwed, you know who you are! Please check out my other poems and enjoy!
I've got the cigarettes
And you've got the lighter
I want a smoke
But you, you're a fighter
And when you give in
I'll still be strong
Afraid of getting blamed
Afraid of being wrong
Guess we're in a stalemate
Case of catch twenty two
You won't give me the lighter
I won't give cigarettes to you
And there are no more matches
And the only smokes are the ones I own
Maybe we could look somewhere else
But there's no fun in smoking alone
I remember our first time
One cold night behind the school
We breathed in that deadly smoke
And we began this fruitless duel
Because you said never again
And I said that's fine
You kept the lighter
But the cigarettes were mine
No matter how bad we want it
I know we'll never smoke again
We might be willing to kill ourselves
But we couldn't kill a friend
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