Smoke coming from your lips
Has become me
Let out by your control
When it's hard to breathe
Somehow the nicotine doesn't hurt you
It has just killed me
I've become the smoke
That was once full of hope
And now it's just fading
Now it's disappearing
All you wanted was one puff
It was reverse lung cancer
The unknown smoker
Put the nicotine in danger
YOU ARE READING
Pink
Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
