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Ashes.
she lights up that last cigarette,
bringing it to her own lips.
inhaling past that ashy smoke,
until it clogs up her own throat.
the smoke,a cruel companion in the dark,
distant memories,falling part.
in the echo of her own fading breath,
lies a life in the aftermath of death.
Haunting echoes of breaths drawn,
the bliss shrouding her cries forlorn.
a short-term bliss to a fleeting disguise,
cries unheard,tearful eyes.
behind the exhale,an ashy kiss
veiling the truth trapped in the abyss.