Gemini By Nature
Sometimes I inhale

to escape my reality

knowing if I continue

That I will become just another faceless


But still I puff

and still I choke

loosing the feeling of faith

loosing the feeling of hope

life passing me by with the rising smoke

Dreams drift away

with each drag from the roach



I don't know how it started

but I know how this story ends

taken out by a rolled up friend
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