He smirked and puffed a smoke,
then the world fell at his feet
with a sigh so deep it sucked all the air out of its own existence,
leaving itself gasping for air,
only getting enough to hang on-
breathlessly-
to the little allowance of the puffs,
and the oxygen of his smirks.
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Poems
PoetrySonnets, couplets, free style. Just my outlet in all forms of poetic expression.
