
Bruises and cigarettes.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 34 - Favs: 1 - Published: 01-15-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3092478
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Bruised skin and cigarettes,
why do you love me so easily?;
Swirls of hysteria in my coffee,
A clay heart smashed into bits,
maps out all my emotions.
I wish you didn't meet me.
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