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Smoke rings

January 1, 2017
By 3nigmas8eauty BRONZE, Ballston Lake, New York
3nigmas8eauty BRONZE, Ballston Lake, New York
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The smoke fills the room, like memories flood an empty soul. So you inhale more smoke; trying to fill the empty void. With quivering hands you receed into yourself. You look through the memories trying to find a happier time, or a person who makes you feel completely happy. As expected this is to no prevail. There's not a glimmer of happieness in the past or future. Just an empty soul forever doomed to walk alone in the depths of purgatory,making empty banter with empty people.



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