Cancer Stick
...EYES RED LIKE A TOMATO
IM DEAD FROM THE TOBACCO
MY LUNGS THEY ECHO,
SMOCKING, ITS MY HEALTH IM PREVOKING
DAILY FEEKLS LIKE I AM CHOCKING
... WILL I FIND A DREAM
BLOOD CONJESTED WITH NICOTINE
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Categories:
smocking, life, loss,
Form: Rhyme