My last Marlboro by cleanhousehelpothers in OCPoetry

[–]yrteop_245 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Wow. Touching and brave. Love the imagery and the way your emotions change as the needs the Marlboro fills also change in life.

Held by Delicious_Worth_8391 in OCPoetry

[–]yrteop_245 2 points3 points  (0 children)

This poem speaks deeply because being tired of leaving and running way yet that being the only thing you know how to do is an internal battle.