Smoke

The words slip out your mouth
Like the smoke of a cig
Warm like a house
Smoke hallow and big

All the toxins stay in you
While your lies show me
What you really do
And the monster you’ll be

Words need oxygen
Something you lack
Saying it without confidence
As you start to attack

“smoke isn't good” 
They teach
“Sometimes I thought it was and that I could”
But, you should practice what you preach

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