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Pack for Pack

November 10, 2015
By Anise BRONZE, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
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Cig
It starts with fire
ashes along
bruns away
burning part of my soul with it
its smooth
cheep
a legal drug
that drug me down to the fiery pits of addiction
its tight grip around my lips
with its sinister toxic air
filling my lungs
speaking tongues to only the ones who know of its name
its real purpose
is to distract but only for a moment
to calm
let you react
to those things in life you can't handle alone.

© Marissa G., Chilton, WI

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