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My lips connect And clutch onto a new sensation. With one soft breath, My lungs are filled with the smoke- The smoke that you use to entice me And fog my mind up with thoughts of you. Once I blow out, ecstasy rattles my bones, Grabs a hold of my face, And kisses me sweetly. The more I smoke you, The more I feel your nicotine pulling me deeper- Deeper until everything is about you And until every being in me longs for your touch. I smoke ten packs of you each day Because you caught me on a hook Called addiction And I don’t think I can ever unchain myself.
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 9:02 PM UTC
Cigarettes
My lips connect And clutch onto a new sensation. With one soft breath, My lungs are filled with the smoke- The smoke that you use to entice me And fog my mind up with thoughts of you. Once I blow out, ecstasy rattles my bones, Grabs a hold of my face, And kisses me sweetly. The more I smoke you, The more I feel your nicotine pulling me deeper- Deeper until everything is about you And until every being in me longs for your touch. I smoke ten packs of you each day Because you caught me on a hook Called addiction And I don’t think I can ever unchain myself.
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 9:02 PM UTC
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