Smoking life can cause the worst cancer...

the cancerous sores that are born on a dinner napkin...




She seems to not understand the frown worn like fallen leaves...

as he screams into the faces of unknown rage, his frown seems to rage into dangerous waters...



Leaving the shores of sanity, he drowns in his self-pity like the seas of swollen mislead life...

Lead feet drag trails of the trials of a beaten down man in the sands along his confusion sea...






Hanging himself in the closet with a sheet, he reflects on past time happiness...

and realizes too late he was happy...being sad...

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