Smoking to your lungs contentA Poem by BlueberryKisses
Every breathe you take,
Kills you a little bit more,
My heart breaks a thousand times seeing you,
Even before the ash hits the floor,
I want to scream at you,
Im so emotional over this,
I cant explain why.
The horrible smell which you wear like perfume,
Follows you room to room.
A habit so wrong,
To you seems so right.
I used to fall asleep hearing your smokers cough at night.
I've been affected by this situation so much,
Biased as I may,
I only get emotional about people smoking,
When its your lungs rotting away.
You say you have stopped,
This is just to help your pain,
I may not cry on the outside,
Because its been too many times,
And its happened again.
© 2011 BlueberryKisses
Added on June 15, 2011
Last Updated on June 15, 2011
Darlington, United Kingdom
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