“Thanks Bud”

Thanks, bud, for the light. 

On this empty, empty night. 

Despite better judgment, 

I should make an adjustment. 

I can’t keep up with this persona, 

I can already feel the carcinoma.  

I should say sorry for my prolong vignette, 

But you're just a cigarette.

 

-Melodic_Eyes (Domonique H.G)

 

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