Filling The Air

Your cigarette  smoke fills the air. The scent of you on my shirt.  I can still smell your  brand.  Can you understand how alike but unalike we are?

Two broke, beaten down, flawed people can’t hide their demons forever like the joker and Harley.  Lets make this something to remember.

Your cigarette  smoke fills the air. The scent of you on my shirt.  I can still smell your  brand.  Can you understand how alike but unalike we are?

I’ve wanted to never be happy because it never lasts, so I don’t know what happiness really is.  Timid, shy, non- open people are the most complicated, did I mention I’m complicated?

 

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