Smoke of death.

by Andrew   Apr 11, 2008


I am small but am strong,
cheap and slick so everybody i can cheat,
i can be your addiction if you want to get hooked on me.

I come in sticks thus am easy to keep,
am present in many shops so am easy to seek,
i can take you to great heights but destroy your insides,
thick soot on your lungs amongest one of my plans,
coughing uncontrolably will be nothing of the past.

When your are down i come close and show you how much i care,
after i mess your health all i do is nothing but stare,
as you lay helpless being reeled into intensive care.

Think first before in my arms you cast, for with an addiction to me in life you remain cursed.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Shellaine shelli

    Wow this was brilliant,
    the title is what really drew me in
    I am sure that
    this really got a lot of people thinking
    about what this sick addiction
    does 2 their health.
    Great Job:)
    keep it up

  • 9 years ago

    by robin milford

    Great job very different poem

  • 9 years ago

    by yaneris

    I think it's a nice poem it touched me and i can relate to that....

  • 9 years ago

    by XxXKristie MarieXxX

    This is different. Niecly put ^_^ I hate that sutff.. I wish peoplewould just quit! Keep up the great work!!

    XxXKristie MarieXxX