Thursday, July 14, 2011

Last smoke...

Last cigarette then I'm gone,
where I go I choose not to say,
Let me go free where I can play,
to roam, to fly, to go where I've to go,
To see all I've yet to see,
to grow into everything after all I may know.

I go into the unknown,
darkness awaits my beam of light,
I try avoiding my fear to take flight,
running away without putting up a fight,
Letting go, because I know it's right.

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