devil in smoke
shining in front your eyes with Harry potters
invisible cloak taking
Breath by breath with
its no joke
stop the smoke stop the smoke
young bad tasting
so you seek to sit down some where ,frantically stretching
to reach a near chair, with a mysterious fear, with the
other hand wiping a single tear, and you can hear a
loud chime and ringing ,as your swaying swinging and
you whisper your last poem, that you never got to show EM!
HE SAYS ......I shall never smoke again..... THE END
He in the arms of Gentle she.
he watches his body from above
it was to late
Becoming smoke was his final fate....
ITS SAD TO SAY IT!
Grime in lungs
Grime took his time away
with his wife and kids he couldn't stay
I don't know but
i am no hypocrite
but I decided to quit!