Dragging on Death

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    • TheRaven
    • My writings are far and fewer between these days. At least I've started working on refining what I post.

    Dragging on Death
    Questioning the reasons left
    That will seek to put me to death
    I take a drag of poison smoke
    and fill my lungs until I choke

    This habit I have a fool proof plan
    I wanted death at my own hand
    So I sought a way I couldn't stop
    And would simply wait upon the clock

    A pack a day a few packs more
    Tobaccos the door that I explored
    Now I rot my lungs away
    With every drag I puff today

    And quiting's a battle I fear I'll lose
    Because life or death is what I choose
    A fool proof choice of death indeed
    Now I want to live and won't succeed

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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