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Smokers are the lowest, the lowest of the low
Or maybe not, that is a rather vicious blow
Maybe they've just been tricked and trapped
By greedy sellers of disgusting crap
Trapped so well by their very own mind
That turns a part of them completely blind
To what a cigarette actually is
A stick of nothing that should not be missed
But they miss it with all of their heart
This stick of nothing holding a poisoned dart
That will pierce their very own precious lungs
This stick of nothing to which they have clung
Smokers aren't weak, smokers aren't evil
Smokers are not annoying little weevils
No, I think that what you will find
Is that smokers are just completely blind
(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
Alessandra Liverani
Read poems about / on: evil, heart
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