Friday, 23 December 2011

Smoke

Smoke chokes
the surface
wat is underneath
more repressed his opinions
and paranoid fears
smoke chokes us out away from him
smoke chokes him out
with the beer
smoke chokes away
eyes water now
smoke flies away
its gone away
smoke chokes so slowly threw his lungs
smoke takes away the songs we sung
smoke places him down within a bed
smoke shortens his life expectancy lyk we said
smoke heightens the stress
smoke makes me feel more red
smoke smoke he smoked his days away
smokes my vision in frightened dismay
smoke wat breathes threw my breathe at night
a smokey vision I try to fight
smoke is all i see at the funeral
im so stressed i wanna c thats all
smoke takes my family o bye bye
smoke is wat i c wen its cold and i sigh
smoke is wat i try to understand
and wen im stressed smoke is at hand
smoke is something they feed in2 my face
smoke is wat embellishes this mystery at hast
and smoke is wat im now trained to
and the smoke carries on to rise with fumes

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