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The Cigarette |
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rkcraig Member
since 2003-02-27
Posts 202Cincinnati, Ohio, USA |
The Cigarette My hands begin to shake. My heart, increasingly rapid. I feel it literally beating out of my chest. I need something to calm me down. I reach into my pocket and pull out the box of death. Inside; his twenty little friends eagerly call out to me. Who am I to argue? I gingerly pull one out, set it ablaze, inhale, and slowly, e x h a l e Nerves, calm. Lungs, dirtied. Life, shortened. Copyright © 2003 by James Ian Craig. All Rights Reserved |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Disgusting habit. I once did that to myself. I was masochistic in those days, didn't have much to live for. Guess I'm lucky I became a mom, and have a responsibility looking at me every day. Put those things down, go hiking, exhale one great big breath of foul air, then inhale fresh cold mountain air for a while. OK, lecture over. |
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Jason Lyle Senior Member
since 2003-02-07
Posts 1438With my darkling |
Ok, I'll respond for 2 reasons, out of shame, I smoke.And because I live in Cincinnati.Soon I shall quit, for I promised my daughter, and I will never break my word to her. Jason |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
rk - I share your sick addiction and yes they call to me too - sadly . . . the guilt and weakness ahhhh nicely out xxoo |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yep...you and me both |
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