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the eyeshadow called cigarette ash was lazy af for this palette...
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the eyeshadow called cigarette ash was lazy af for this palette...
Watson calls on The Nose.
episode 6x11
Irony
Because
I smell cigarette ash
And it takes me back to
Kicking it in the backyard
Sitting at picnic tables
Jumping on trampolines
And
Loving every moment of life.
Cigarette Ash
Eggshell to crimson to ash The only light in the mind Every inhale gone in a flash Every exhale left behind. Heat scratches the throat Smoke clogging your nose Diseases cling like love notes You wrote before the close. All of it without a chimney above your head Nothing free about a having a cigarette in bed With your hands free associating against the floor On 89 cent notebooks from a broken down dollar store. Will you make it long enough to feel smoker's regret? If life goes along like this, it doesn't feel like a safe bet. You can justify addiction until the guilt becomes ash But in those miserable moments you don't mind As with every inhale was gone in a flash Every exhale you could leave behind.