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The Perfect Cigarette

Inhale deeply Suck in the poisoned air Exhale puffs of smoke Unfiltered cigarettes Blackened lungs Charred fingertips Nails yellow and sticky Sickly sweet tasting Trying to suck out the last of the nicotine Run it underneath your nostrils Smells delicious Smells like young death But you don’t care And you light it Enflamed in an instant Ensnaring the senses Nothing more tantalizing The tingle you feel before you breathe it in Excitement And then relaxation The stress of the day sloughs off of you The perfect temptation The perfect cigarette.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 5/15/2011 2:08:00 PM
Francesca, i need a smoke now... lol... good therapy .. only in your poem, I'm a none smoker... thanks for sharing,,,p.d.
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