On smoking:
A grey veil,
Struck match,
Whispers in your ear:
Too fat, too bored,
Too odd
A single puff
The congratulatory cheers
Of excited peers
A racing heart,
As chemicals pour
Into your blood stream,
Ecstasy
As nicotine
Slowly wraps its fingers
Around your throat,
Growing tighter
With every puff
Another puff
Your brain screams for air
Ignored by the sensations felt
Toxins pour themselves
Into your lungs,
Turning them as black
As your mind will be
They fill with mucus
In desperation
To rid themselves of the filth
And yet another puff
Wheezing, coughing,
Dying
Air sacs
Rupturing,
Heart pounding,
Blood struggling
To move forward
Blood vessels
Bursting,
Flowing into
Brain,
Heart failing
Under strain,
Poison spreading,
Tumors come forth
And announce their dominance
Toes
Unfeeling,
Cancer, stroke,
Failure of heart
And sight
One last puff
To ease the pain
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