there is a dark emptiness within.
slowly growing as the time passes.
some days it shrinks away,
others it expands and nearly consumes all.
there is a desperate need to fill that void:
inhale the nicotine
release the darkness within that smoke.
swallow the fire,
that numbs the mind.
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 12:42 AM UTC
there is a dark emptiness within.
slowly growing as the time passes.
some days it shrinks away,
others it expands and nearly consumes all.
there is a desperate need to fill that void:
inhale the nicotine
release the darkness within that smoke.
swallow the fire,
that numbs the mind.
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