| Current mood: | Wired tired |
| Current music: | Save tonight - Rockapella |
Currently Untitled
With every breath
I take
I continue my
self imposed destruction
I started this trend
This deadly trend
for reasons I can't explain
My body craves
So often craves
It's
No my
Beloved tobacco
I long for the intake of
Full Flavor.
Additive free.
Hand rolled.
Rum dipped.
Any way I can take it
And yet
I long for the
ability to
run and
jump and
skip and
sing
again
I want my tobacco
but I want my life back more
But for now
I'll settle for a cigarette
(C) JRB
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