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Jan 2013
Hazy are my eyes
my lungs
my heart.  

I think about you day in
day out
every day.

Another drag of thick smoke fills my chest
my esophagus
my brain.

I can neither see to my left or to my right
due this heavy, smoky fog
that engulfs me.

I am choking
gasping
collapsing.

And you still aren't here.
Written by
Erica
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