Try Breathing

Take a drag off that cigarette, 

That is a decision you will regret.


Tap excess ashes with your finger,

As the smoke begins to linger.


The room is permeated with smoke,

You take it as a joke.


"Everything will be fine,

The only health I am destroying is mine."


Watch as others become sick,

For you to have a little buzz, a little kick.










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