my sobered up tattoos

in #poetry9 years ago

my sobered up tattoos

this cigarette
goes out
to you

the one who
hated
the smell
of my clothes.

you disgust me
with your
lack
of admiration
and love for
discrediting
my love
for life.

cigarettes burn
slowly,
but never seem
to last.

the ashes
are what remain.

my sobered up
tattoos.

©LukaKorba

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