I'm drowning.
The smoke rises from the ashtray,
dancing off the end of my un-smoked cigarette.
It's deceitful waves pull me in, engulf me, ravage me.
Hypnotic scenes cloud my conscious.
I'm drowning.
I call out and find nothing but emptiness at the end of my voice.
No one can see, no one hear,
the smoke must clear
I'm drowning,
There is no end.
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