Jun 28, 2020, 8:03 AM

Confessio truci 

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I'll disappear just like a

memory never wanted,

long forgotten,

not remembered

even once.

I'll disappear in seconds gone

As you take you'r breath to live

As you get out of bed thinking

About your favorite smell - 

morning coffee in your bed 

and first cigarette. 

© Нина Чалъкова All rights reserved.

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