the second you slip the
small, destructive drug
in between your lips
you give it the power
to kill
not just you, but
the peers present
is a life really worth a few puffs?
oh lord honey
the power doesn't belong to you anymore
// the art of selfishness
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Poetrythis is a piece i created in the duration of complications in my lifetime. these words are brought among myself from the pure bliss days, to the heartbreaking nights that kept me awake questioning my reason at all. betrayal, abandonment, love, ecsta...
