The muse knows and now so do I
This day I took a life
From the smoke
And smells
That permeate this
That is
Was
This life
From the warmth
Sheltered
From the cold
In this skin
Living in
This life
From the violence
Vilified
From those
That are known
In that
This life
From the addictions
False beginnings
From hope
That tempt
Craving
This life
And to this I kiss the sun
I kiss the ground
I kiss you goodbye
This life was my own
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