Ashes to ashes,

nicotine runs through your veins.

Ashes to ashes,

another bowl smoked.

Ashes, so many ashes!

Our love was like a wildfire, never seems like the flame will go out.

Until everything turns to ashes.

Burnt into rubbish and to be left in ancient history.

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