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A poem about smoking.

Submitted:Nov 23, 2012    Reads: 25    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


In your lungs
I am accumulating.

The blackest of black,
painted over your teeth
I dare you to smile

Vomit for me,

You pump me in,

Take advantage of me.

Colourless and odourless,

I laugh as I kill you.

Do not cry over an aging face,

You are addicted to me

And will take what I dish out.

75 is more attractive than 25.

A new life diseased.

Embedded in poison,

Your choice is murder.

And the winner is


you have lost.

me again,

I cannot stop you
from suicide.


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