▲ 0 ▼ January 26, 2017 at 3:21 am Leonardo Escárcega says: Water flows through the processed emotions
I totally wore the wrong shoes
Not just my lungs, that’d drown
Rendezvous with bitter realities of life!
Smoking, sinking into a watery grave!
One more smoke before the baptism.
Water flows through the processed emotions
A cigarette’s crackle can mute life…
Love it Poppy
And so she let herself fall.
Haunting comfort finds her, reflecting.
Sadness overwhelmed her. So, she died.