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Unendurable
Unendurable,
Incurable,
Out of breath
Before out of bed,
Dying slowly,
More each day
My destiny handed to me
In a twenty-pack
Foil sealed set
Young and dumb,
And lighting up
Of my invincibility
Then I would've bet
Smoke dissipates in the room,
As my life will in the sky,
Just when I lit the first one,
I don't know,
And surely wonder why.
Copyright ©
Tom Bell
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