Cigarettes

Burn, burn on,

Fill my lungs and paint them black.

I’m no innocent man but I’m doing my best,

I know what I’ve done.

The cigarettes I smoke are my damaging dreams, filled with surreal stereotypes like a hollywood romance.

They burn out quickly,

I always want more than I can have.

I love the way it hurts.

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