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Lauren Cole Feb 2015
You smell the same,
as you did,
the first time I hugged you,
and you gripped me tight.

You smell the same,
as you did,
when your dad died,
and I held you,
told you it would be alright.

You smell the same,
as you did,
when you punched a hole in your wall,
you couldn't feel my touch,
but I had to watch over Skype.

You smell the same,
as you did,
when you lost all control,
hit a tree on ecstasy,
going 40 over,
in the middle of the night.

You smell the same,
as you did,
in the hospital bed,
foggy in the head,
I held your hand,
the only part of you,
that wasn't broken,
in sight.

You smell different,
this time,
I don't know where you were,
but with your smell gone,
so is the light.
Mistakes happen, they really do
If you were me you'd make mistakes too.
The environment around you so enticing.
The group of friends so inviting.
Just one hit, it'll do you good
Just relax, you're with us. Not in the hood.
Smoke some more to get real high.
Stop lagging around, join us on cloud 9
I'm sorry world, for temptation had won
And indeed my mistake was said and done
From the mix of drink and ****.
Into that darkness I shall proceed
Not by choice, but my own blindness
Not even to be pulled back by light's kindness

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