Smokescreen
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fallenshadow
fallenshadow 17| Poet in heart, puppet in life.
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A story with a twist.

Smokescreen

The smoke billows as air leaves my lungs,

Reaching open air and curling in the breeze,

Why do I smoke?

It's not because I'm addicted to smoking

I could go another year or two without a smoke.

But yet I still smoke.

The smoke fills the air in front of me.

Obscuring my face from view.

But I'm still smoking,

I'm sure I'd like to stop now but I can't.

For I can't remember how i began.

But yet I'm still smoking.

I feel a faint buzz in the back of my head.

It must be something.

The flames lick my hair and catch,

Lighting ablaze my thoughts.

I remember why i was smoking.

I'm on fire.

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