I love to breath in cigarette smoke
let it blanket my virgin lungs and enclose it in a thick fog.
I wipe my sweaty palms on my t-shirt
I love to feel it crippling on the inside
I wipe away the accumulating saliva pocket from the corner of my mouth
Because I even love flicking away dead taste-buds off my tongue
The smoke hovers in my throat and licks my gums
I smile, holding my cigarette ashes - I cant wait for the future
let it blanket my virgin lungs and enclose it in a thick fog.
I wipe my sweaty palms on my t-shirt
I love to feel it crippling on the inside
I wipe away the accumulating saliva pocket from the corner of my mouth
Because I even love flicking away dead taste-buds off my tongue
The smoke hovers in my throat and licks my gums
I smile, holding my cigarette ashes - I cant wait for the future
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