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You Are My Cigarette

You are my cigarette,
That I will never get enough of.
A hopeless addiction,
That I can never quit.
And ashes drop to the ground,
And it slowly burns out.
But never completely.
Because I can never quit...

I Hate You,
I Love You.
I See You,
I Deny You.
I Hear You,
I Question You.
I Adore You,
I Manipulate You.
I Lost You,
I Found You.

Just Give Me One More Breath...

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  • HeLovesMeNot
    October 31

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    I like it!!

    I love how your analogy is plainly stated at the introduction and the remainder of the poem strongly supports this point. Great lines. I like it very much. If i were to change this poem I'd eliminate line number 18. Other than thats its great.