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The Last One

The last cigarette passes
from her lips to mine
and back again
The lights are off
The emotions are on
Each drag ticks away the time
Until the last one
I give it to her
with a smile
and a wish
And then the moment is gone
Somewhere…
in the background…
there is music
Beautiful music
-BNS, 2007

4 thoughts on “The Last One”

  1. Capricorn Cringe

    I thought you quit smoking. Hmm? Hmm?

    Do I have to post about how much it sucks to have emphysema before you’re 40? Because I will do it!

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