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 either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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