She lys smoking, my friend. She eases my pain. She calls to me through a whisper. A whisper that ends ends all sounds, the last sound i hear. There is noise all around me but i can not hear. For my thoughts ly next to me and splatter the air. My friend she hears the crys, she taste the blood. Our friendship has ended to a sicken thud. my body lay waiting, for a new friendship to be found. Perhaps they will come as i am laid to the ground.