cigarette smoke

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lying in bed of clouds in the heart of the city

trains roar and people shout all outside my window

i cry softly into my pillow 

you yell insults and things that shouldn't be heard

the mental pain unbearable

the cigarette smoke that floats like a halo around your head

its not an angel's halo though

its the devils


i want to go back

to the nights of summer romance

kissing under the bridge

smoking love on the rooftop

then it got violent

you changed

you and your cigarette smoke

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