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By the flame flare in your eyes
With pupils drawn
I realized
As you lit that cigarette
Fire taking hold
Upon its end
Tendril smoke curls up
And out
Tobacco sulphur scents
Swirl 'round


You would never let me go
You’d taken hold
Within my soul
Sometimes for better
Knowing worse
Fully merged
Both charmed and cursed
I’d felt the change
Come over me
You would care 
For all my needs
Wanting to 
Give up control
Much easier
Than saying “no”


For what I’d been
I felt a twinge
Smoke streaming now
Through parted lips
My hand I saw
Tap off the ash
As I watched myself
In the looking glass.

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