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Author: DarkMoonRevenge
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Poetry - Published: 05-25-08 - Updated: 05-25-08 - Complete - id:2522203

Of Cigarettes and City Scapes
(A requiem to the Ash Tray)

We always knew just how to fall
How to live, but not at all
And always knew we wouldn't be
No - not the ones to set it free
So breath it in and let it go
The world is falling for the show

(Another puff, another day
Another reason not to stay)

All seaweed sick and dripping red
(We knew it long before he said)
And while the world waits for the day
Sickness slips into decay
And rot fills up the air with light
-All the world soon turned to fright

(Another puff, another day
Another reason not to stay)

So while the lion sleeps with lamb
The wolf will see it for the sham
And toss his maw into the air
Let the world know what isn't fair
And all of those that live with strife
Will someday see there's more to life
Throw up their hands and shout it loud
Their cries all mixing with the crowd



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