One last
cigarette...
The smoke
reminds me,
of the countless
we've shared...
Of your lips...
and how I
was jealous
back then...
Will I have to
go back to
being jealous
again?
One last
cigarette...
To help me through
sleepless nights,
and countless days of
sleepwalking...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(1/6/2007)
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