Smoke

Thicker than air
Not really there
Hiding away
In the Shadows of day

Rising in breaths
Fermenting Deaths
Burning Your insides
Within You it hides
Stress reliever the Lie
Soon, You will Die
Because of It
Just take a Hit
Breath in Deep, Let me Out
Let me Whistle, Let me Shout
Hear Me Now, I am Smoke
Killing You Slowly with each Toke

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By Blessed

Born on August 20, 1983. Went through really religious period, now in a very dark one...been there ever since. Love scaring the shit out of people that expect you to be good. Read my poetry...see what a Valedictorian really has on his mind.