The 11Th Hour - One Last Smoke

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Every breath I breath is filled with pain-
-The Devil’s gain
Caught in anageing dying shell
I am confined in this rattling coughing cadaver
Waiting for an end to leave this — breating Hell
Close your eyes and weep
Tar you sowed, death you reap
All this wealth, useless in your missery
You know the grane only takes one currency
Diagnosis clear, it’s terminal, the end of all
My lungs destroyed beyond repair
I should be crying but what good are tears-
-Against these fears
This burden is for me and me alone to bear
What forgiveness can I possibly receive
They’ve been gone so long I’ve forgotten-
— How to grieve
No one left to soothe my guilt riedden bones
I’ll have to walk this final road… Alone
One last smoke
One final cigarette