Posted on Wed 15 Nov 2017, 10:01 PM

Brown powder rolled in glistening paper 
Secured by saliva ignited by fire 
The smell corrosive yet ever sweet 
The words of an addict to the nicotine 

The lips get bruised lungs get black 
Cuts down income blows the money stack 
The plague of addiction trouble on the mind 
When you tire of addiction you struggle to rewind 
Life is beautiful so fight the crave 
Cause this object of glory is a ticket to the grave 

The smell so inviting until you choke 
You just keep buying until you're broke 
Nicotine the devil's grip on earth 
The devil's grip on life 
So run to Christ 
The box so beautiful soon to be a casket 

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Well said, he who has ear let him hear

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