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Throwing up blood
Puff and inhale;
one last cigarette,
zombieish and pale,
He feels it
coming up;
and tries to leave,
but the man ran out of luck,
sick;
holding his stomach,
oh, how he bleeds
lovesick
over the cigarette;
he just hit,
a love hate relationship,
shaking, sick
hating it,
but that's the way it is;
blood clots
all in his throat,
as he found himself all alone;
one last blow
on his cigarette,
cough after cough;
wishing this would end,
threw up and convulsed;
by the time they found him,
oh, he had no pulse
© MattTheOneAndOnly
one last cigarette,
zombieish and pale,
He feels it
coming up;
and tries to leave,
but the man ran out of luck,
sick;
holding his stomach,
oh, how he bleeds
lovesick
over the cigarette;
he just hit,
a love hate relationship,
shaking, sick
hating it,
but that's the way it is;
blood clots
all in his throat,
as he found himself all alone;
one last blow
on his cigarette,
cough after cough;
wishing this would end,
threw up and convulsed;
by the time they found him,
oh, he had no pulse
© MattTheOneAndOnly
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