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Smoke

May 5, 2015
By lemonade_stand SILVER, Easley, South Carolina
lemonade_stand SILVER, Easley, South Carolina
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Your Bic snaps like a whip
Repeatedly, you keep hitting the tip
Finally, a spark
Your flame dances: slim and sharp
You light your cigarette without shame
Smoke creeps around like a ghost
Wrapping me in its arms, I choke
Yet, you keep dragging
Puffing and blowing, the ashes start sagging
They fly in the wind
In the end, you push it into a stump
I can only breathe until you light another one



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