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Jul 2014
It's over
It's finally done
I can taste the finish of it
But it's my only release
Nothing else comes close

You become breathless
Even weightless
I need it
Or perhaps,
I desperately want it

It's not fair
To end it so close to the start
I feel this longing
For it to go on and on

Life in a nutshell,
*****.
But with this
****.

The world melts
My worries are gone
Just a tad more
But I hold off

For those hard days
For those dreadful nights
The waking nightmares
And fleeting dreams

It's on these days
On these nights
Where I sit back
Relax and...

Light another cigarette.
Jonah C McNeil
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Jonah C McNeil
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   ---, Pax and Kida Price
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