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Cigarette
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Somewhat poems My cigarette is my reliever
As its swallowed by my lips
I give it existence with the smoldering flame that rests within my palm
I inhale its soiled death
And let it escape with my engrossed feelings
Again
Over and over
Draining my jar of insecurities
Then murdering its breath
With the firm impact on the smooth surface
Vexing
Its my life support.
