I am a cigarette lit.
Burning I exhale my fumes.
Taste my toxins as they flow past your teeth
Inhale me deeply, let your lungs scream.
In a moment I'll be gone.
Palimpsest.
Residue.
Tar stained thumbs.
I'll always be around.
How many hours will it be,
Until regained, there is need for me,
Again intimate towards Fate's ingress
Decisions that will aggregate,
One or two at most, I bet.
It's not a test. I am the best
when you have nothing left to lose.
Wouldn't you choose
Your own d**h,
If you could?
It's coming regardless.
A minutes run is all i'll last,
fifteen will I shave away.
I am not your last.
Crawling towards an early grave
Name me your lucky
Flip me on my head
Luck never is enough
Unseen hands stained
With Red
No one can stand your stench:
An odious demise.
I will never be the last
Never to be that wise.
I will never be your last
I know addiction
I am addiction
and I am universal.
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Those who have audacity shout—
Sore throats:
Hoarse cattle prodded to the pins—
"No longer!
Never again!"
Who has the time to heed advise?
Take control,
Arise,
Awaken.
No guarantee was made on life.
Disparity: Control was taken
Away,
Our Destinies Forsaken.