Cigarette ashes,
Cigarette ashes in a paper cup,
A stain of pink lips on the rim
A paper cup turned over on a tattered table
Scratched and worn,
Cigarette ashes on the bed
A stain of pink lips on milk white sheets,
Sheets that have been tossed aside
Rumpled and marred
A lingering smell of smoke and vanilla mist
Memories of one night
Dilluted with vodka
And a sweet sinful voice
While all that is left are cigarette ashes and pink lipstick

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