blurring the vision
diluting the reality
and losing presicion..
Its too much chaos
as life moves on
obscured all the time
passing each milestone..
So such would be the life
in the dense black smoke
nothing would be visible
no thoughts to provoke..
Inhaling and exhaling
would seem same
not like what prevails
exhaling anger;inhaling blame..
Soaking myself in smoke
all senses at hault
wounds not felt
nor any assault..
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