.Smoke invades these blackened lungs and exits my esophagus,
I've got a bottle in my hand.
Half full, half empty, it's still just half
Me minus you, such tragic math...
I'm drunk under the mocking moon and wonder if you are drinking too, and if the blackness in the skies envelopes yo.
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