One And You'Re Addicted. Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
One And You'Re Addicted.
Love is kin to cigarettes:
One and you're addicted.
Over time the thing does turn
And scars; so unpredicted.
Fills you up: the lungs do teem;
Of all the pleasure you might sing-
Until the rasping claims your voice.
Never pick, you, up the thing.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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9/19/2024 2:10:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Never pick up.... a good advise.... a good thought... it can lead to carcinoma.. one fatal end.... a good write for a great cause.. Rema