she's nothing but a cigarette to you.your five minute shot of pleasure; your escape and your comfort.
you're craving for the cheap ecstasy she's been giving you. she keeps you sane when things became just too hard to control. the poison wrapped around her never fails to calm you, she's always been your favorite rescue.
soon, flames will consume her.
she'll become the smoke you'll play within your chest's cage then blew into air, giving a hazy daydream- like a scene you've always loved.
she wouldn't mind giving you extreme happiness without asking for anything in return.
but in the end, she's the one you would end up throwing to the ground when you're done.
when courage filled your lungs and soul, she will eventually be out of your mind. she was left indulging the little priceless moments until the wind carry her ashes somewhere and be forgotten.
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