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[title] => Through Smoking Waves
[time] => 2012-05-08 09:04:04
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[bodytext] => Through smoking waves swirling relentlessly through the stale still air, Into my parched dry mouth into my constricted windpipe down into the murky depths of my black lungs Processed dissolving into my pulsing blood pumped through me through every part of me Toxic tantalising every nerve the breath of life is a cigarette For without pleasure without habit without excess in our lives we may as well be dead We naturally crave that which is dangerous to our health, intoxication brings us one step closer to our maker The course fine powder sharp numbing shooting up to my brain Instant confidence instant high instant life, instantly I am alive Switched on, there is no off switch there are no limits My mind is awake sharp, clear resonant Every thought is clearer as if the contrast had been turned up, the brightness had been put up to its maximum We are bright the light shines within us and the bringer of light whispers sweet temptations in our oh so sensitive ears We do another, the night goes on, we do another and another when its gone we get some more Then that goes, more, more and more we binge on it Wash it down with flavoured rum and brightly coloured sweet drinks almost disguised as innocent tasting fruity juices I smoke another cigarette, I have another drink, I sniff another line my mind is mine I will stop this time when its gone, or I might get some more and carry on, the choice is mine The World is Mine! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 140 [topic] => 66 [informant] => thezenmonkey [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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