at home she gives her mother a hug
im sorry for what i had becomeand with watery eyes her mother thanks god
she has her little girl back from the living deadshe rids of all her cigarettes and cannabis
throwing them in the trash
thanking the stars for what had happened today
for if it wasn't for that girl
she would've been in a coffin in a few daysthanks for everything
now she whispers without choking
free of all smokeshe's now grateful for everything
especially getting rid of that awful second-hand smoke
what started as her savior
ended as her demon she drowned them
with the help of a new friend
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cigarettes and cannabis
Poesiashe sat in the back of the class with cigarettes in her backpack