Like a lamb to the slaughter, everything was beautiful and nothing hurt. He was the cigarette and when everything was over and done with he had been thrown to the sidewalk. With the slight lipstick of a kiss, he was disregarded and snubbed into a mound of sand. Yet he is nowhere closer to being home. Further away but better off with moments of
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