What with one day, you won't be here
Coming sooner than I think
Touching your skin is much sweeter
Temporary and fleeting like your body will be
And mine won't be far behind
After you're leaving, you're leaving me alone
Perfect black triangles
Where your eyes used to be
Smoke and sun and skin and lungs
The cancer will come to you, so young
We're all just a day
And when night comes to each of us
No one knows what happens
Just shadows of smoke

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