Old HabitsA Poem by Alicia SantosI wrote this poem three years ago. It was something I was proud of then. It's short and sweet.Once again he wakes up in the same fetus position screaming Screaming about the revolting images of his past Only the tobacco filled nicotine can calm his nerves By each pull, he contemplates his life in which he has decided to end early In his world it only cost $7.99 to purchase the end in a
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6 Reviews Added on February 5, 2013 Last Updated on February 19, 2013 Tags: poem, poetry, cigarettes AuthorAlicia SantosMAAboutHey I'm a 23 years old college grad, currently living in in this real world. I just found out about this site and I can't read some amazing work! I hope you guys enjoy reading some of my posts as well.. more..Writing
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