AO (December 7,1989 / Mexico)


He smokes, I smoke
then the others is smoking too
what this world is coming to
people dying & livers is too..

why do people smoke?
& why do they get in groups?

Life is getting worst
& the people are getting too..

ten dollars a bag
how the hell is that helping you...

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A good start with a nice poem, Alejandra. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
For whoms name is it do you call, or does he have a name at ll? If this question that you have ask, then he whom you call will come at last.
And then I start to wonder if that person will ever come. I like this poem; it's memorable, and a keen topic, the feeling of being dissapointed and you can't even be angry about it. Xs and Os