Like A Lit CigaretteA Poem by Butch DecatoriaLike a lit cigarette , Anger begins with wisps of smoke before you see the red ember then to fire, and when the combustion's heat subsides (that turmoil inside) afterwards all that is remaining is ash
but they will have been burned... © 2009 Butch Decatoria |
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Added on January 5, 2009 AuthorButch DecatoriaLas Vegas, NVAbout"I cannot wait to see tomorrow, but I will live like--I just couldn't wait!" --yours truly "In The Church of (My) Life, Love is Worship" -- yours truly Lets101 Quizzes - Fun quizzes for blog .. more.. |

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