#cugarette

[fulfill-your-dreams]

[privatelifewildlife-blog]

Cute

[dontbreakcontact]

And rain keeps falling

A rain drops on the middle of my cigarette Three rain drops on my face Staring at things unknown to me Thirst for truth in blank gray sky Wonder in conversations to I And nothing like this in life Would ever come to be the same The cigarette grows short My breath slows A rain drop kisses my lips Closer to that moment When thirst is quenched rain can be much or individual It is still called Rain. And it is only when held is it called water. And rain keeps falling.

[vnti91-blog]

[bielelt]

[nirvana-though]

ℒate night sex, smokin’ cigarettes♥

[notalenthere]

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