Letters Into Worlds
Sunday, July 27, 2014
High Class
She took a deep breath
Of her cigarette
Dressed in satin black and
A condescending smile
Kissed me on the cheek
And left me with my drink
And her last words
"If you have to ask
You can't afford me."
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