Cigaretting death .

And I fondle her hair ,
Million memories splattered across my mind .
A soothing voice screams across the window,
Over the hills, across the gorge .

I’m high on cigarettes.
Low on life .

Death lay her hands over my body .
She screams in deafening silence .
She chokes me .
And I bloody grin .

I’m high on cigarettes.
Low on life .

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