bland

the wine bottle is near exhaustion
and the cigarette's ember is kissing the filter
all things must come to an end, dear.

© 2013 Heather Hassell

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Glen Yumang Manese

Well-played in the lines...there is always tomorrow and another insightful day of wine and cigarettes...unless faith comes early...and you do not wake up...then life was just as intended...in the lines of this passage...

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Heather Hassell

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My name is Heather Hassell, nineteen years old and I live in Baltimore, Maryland. I write because I'm still trying to find my own voice. more..