A poem I wrote for a friend.
The cigarettes make my lungs turn black,
And he makes my heart feel gray.
Oh, it’s very bad for me, and,
My heart breaks if the world can’t see,
But I am quite addicted to them.
Yet maybe not as addicted as to him.
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