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chapter 60
"cigarette smoke"

as smoke drips from my poisoned lips
my eyes wander upon a beautiful monster
the cigarette between my lonely fingers
is my only way out of an ashy cloud
filled with the debris of a deafening sound

somehow proving i am alone.
as tears slither from my lifeless eyes
i am reminded
that tears also fall from the thundered skies
they are coated in anger
as the angels stutter their goodbyes

I will not hold that anger.
From here I will fly.

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