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The Story of Him

To my love

He became a living nightmare
With the scent of cigarette smoke
in his hair
With the flicker of a flame
In the back of his eyes
Where the shadows pass by.
 
He became a great mystery
With a want in his soul and
A secret in his heart
Where everything he loved
Tore him apart.
 
He became a ghost of himself
With nowhere to go
With nothing left
Where the sun did not rise
Where the flame in his eyes
consumed his life.
 
He became no one
to everyone
because nobody cared
about the boy
With the scent of cigarette smoke
in his hair.

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I met a boy who was sad, this is his story in a nut shell.

#AAboutBoyCigarettes #Depressed #Sad

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