Friday, July 8, 2011


(Written July 6, 2011, at 5:01 am.)

And as I breathe each burning breath, the cigarette dies, and I live some more.
And all the pieces of love I have in store
Are covered in dust and a neverending goodbye.
So I breathe each burning breath and I sigh
To say you were once mine
And I was once thine,
And there ended a story of untrue love,
And there I began to fade into the heavens above.

With your fingers on my skin I came to a faltering life,
And with your fingers on another, I came to a faltering death.
And so I breathe, and breathe deep,
And wait for the smoking, burning, burning death.

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