I take a deep breath 
And hold it in.
I try to breathe fresh air
but the smell is still there.
I feel my heart racing 
fighting for another inhale
but I won't open my lungs
its too much to bare
smoke all in the room 
trying to survive
living off one breath of air
hoping for one fresh inhale
waiting on my lungs to fail 
and then amongst the sky I fly
no longer suffocating 
in disguise


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