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A Day in the Life of a Pack of Smokes by Samuel Proof
Longing and untouched ego breaks, feeling longated. bad luck Master Confidant Legless follower, it breaks to much I never felt life unimportant always waiting for the perfect moment passed over many waiting for "my woman" never realized she was hiding in facades So many promises I broke to myself Burning cancer takes it's toll on my lungs Stupid ego chip can't control me Suicidal now I'm drowning, smoking I take a deep breath of this clean air Come up coughing, cleans not good for me Burning ember be my guideline, recede Turning fetal as I curl into myself Life's getting shorter we're all talking long term Selfless bantering we throw out take turns Cannot hear me he has my own future Don't they realize their choice of words burn I'm at my filter time to snuff or taste bad made my choice burn into my mouth So little reason to stop these burning I feel a girlfriend just might do it for me |
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-Samuel Proof currently lives in LA. He has been previously published in the Philadelphia inquirer, bay area review, poetry.com, and more. He currently works at buddyhead.com. |