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Oct 2011
Eyes hanging
to the ground
her lips, kissing
the cigarette
she stared empty
into the rain
each drop
feeling like a
paused thought
the cigarette still
turned to ash
you pulled it from your mouth
and tossed it to the sea.
Written by
Constantine
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