sábado, 9 de febrero de 2019

That Chain Smoker // Identity


31-01-2019
dude.
I am that chain smoker by the window at three am, I whisper into my cigarette.
The one that listens to the one that whistles at night, hoping no one lends them an ear.



- Written at my window, at 3 am
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