tonight i could smoke a cigarette
to make my breath stale and unbecoming
and i could leave that taste on my tongue
but i will not drown as a faded man
or a dreamer asking; what's next?
i could write a poem and share another idea
but no ending is tragic enough
i wish i could write the ending myself
and bleed words of forever from my lips
but i won't
somehow, everything will be alright
i thought i should let you know
END
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