Pink and Distinct
Still air
Hesitation
What went
Wrong
Too much
Smoke filled
Lungs
So raw
Still sarcasm
In vain
Why'd I say
That
And why did
You stop
Talking
Too early
Still bodies
Stale mate
In minutes
Before we
Could get
Beyond ourselves
I wish we
Knew this before hand
Still night
Smoke rises
And blows
North
It's not like
Before
When lungs
Were so raw
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