I lit a cigarette and let it burn.

I watched as it slowly fell apart..

Ripped at the seams and broke away.

Kind of like I do.
Kind of like we did.

The ashes flew into the wind,

Going willingly, and I watched it timidly.

I envied it’s presence,

This dangerous thing so eager to kill

So eager to be, but okay with me…

Letting it wilt away for my selfish pleasure.

Oh, the sacrifice.

The beauty in the sacrifice.

There was an understanding that day

That I’ve come to understand quite well.

If I get to kill you, you get to kill me too.

Maybe all at once, maybe over time.

But it seems that’s the way it goes when you

Love something so…


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