Who's fallen face down just inches from an ashtray- just inches from a bright blue flame.
if you could lift your head you'd be laughing.
a vision lighting up the room.
but every last ditch attempt is your worst offence.
the shortest distance between you and the bright blue flame.
who's yelling at a stranger in an elevator for looking at you like that.
all your smeary-eyed magnificence glaring back.
but every last ditch attempt is your worst offence.
the shortest distance between you and the bright blue flame.

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