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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, more 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 My nerves, calm. My lungs, dirtied. My life, shortened. Copyright © 2003 by James Ian Craig. All Rights Reserved |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Wow! You do know! ... and this would make a great advertising! Terrific. Margherita |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Twenty little dirty friends.... I know, I understand, and I keep hoping that of any habit, this one you will beat... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
When I used to smoke I thought of them as my 'friends' also... It's so hard to give up those friends.. But I'm sure glad I did. Excellent write..love the presentation. ~Hugs~ ~ Trace my body with your words.. |
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rkcraig Member
since 2003-02-27
Posts 202Cincinnati, Ohio, USA |
Thanks everybody, your all so kind |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
ironically talking with someone about it today. not an easy thing to to quit but I don't miss the pull and taunts of those little bastards in a box lol excellent write |
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