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Why do you smoke?Life is shortWhy do you smoke? by ~xXxNatchanxXx
So live it how you want
We only get so much time
Before our lungs rot
And our hearts become
Jaded
So don't chase your dreams;
Catch them.
Hold on tight and don't
Let them go.
Don't be afraid to say
I love you.
Instead, fear the intent
Behind the words.
They lose their meaning
So easily
And love turns to hate
And sticky ash
That lingers in your
Heart and throat
For hours and days
And months and years
Like a cloud of smoke
Blown into the breeze
It might dissipate
But it never fully
Vanishes.
Remember that life is
Never easy.
You'll have your days,
The ones where you want
To be someone
Anyone else.
Shame 
