Categories Uncategorized his smoke will rise up forever Post author By aayoung Post date April 27, 2017 No Comments on his smoke will rise up forever he was the cigarette i didn’t have a match for Share this:FacebookLinkedInWhatsAppTumblrEmailRedditTwitterPinterestPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Tags Passion, poetry ← the sort meant for kissing → electric bills and birthday candles Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.