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I watch from afar
Wondering to myself
When are those things going to make you kill yourself
You bring it to your lips
Quickly filling your lungs
You breathe out sending those terrible fumes toward me
I shake my head
Frowning in disbelief
You were so good, what made you pick up those things
A few years later
I stand a few feet away
Watching those burly men move you to your grave
Those things to tried a few years back
Caused all of this trauma
For now you are dead
So I walk away slowly sighing in relief
No longer will you breathe
Those terrible fumes that were against you and me
- by Jeweled Jynx |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/25/2009 |
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- Title: Fumes of the Grave
- Artist: Jeweled Jynx
- Description: This poem is about the effects that smoking can have on a loved one. I wrote this in memory of someone I knew personally...
- Date: 02/25/2009
- Tags: fumes grave
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