Sunday, June 3, 2012


ash tray of ashes
i guess you smoked
every last ounce of the words you'd spoke
i guess you gave in one last breath
the meaning of loyalties
and trusting 'til death
ash tray of ashes
looks like my soul
every ounce of me in that gaping whole
i will give you one last breath
to say of loyalties
never last 'til death
of trusting
so burn it up in one last plume of smoke
and leave it in one last word you'll choke
i don't care what word it is
it won't be right


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