Smoke.

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 15, 2018

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Love is like smoke,

More than just fleeting.

No, much worse.

 

With each sweet inhale of its intoxicating cocktail of burning pleasure

Lures you closer into addictions arms.

Enraptures you with the false belief that you could fill the emptiness with anything more than yourself.

 

In the end you're left alone,

emptier than you were before, aching.

Grasping at the edge of collapse-relapse-collapse.

Struggling to even find the will to relearn how to be happy without its potent effects.

 

You see Love,

much like smoke,

Kills slowly.

 

-smoke

 


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