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Smoke's Heavy

As for me,

I am dominant…

I am not recessive to alcohol or smoking drugs

Since I do not have a lack of confidence in myself,

I choose words and hugs

The smoke that I accepted in me,

Rests in my soul;

And that's the acceptance of the Holy Ghost

Because I know,

Godly creation and man made excess

There is no likeness

I am not a fool

Through your words,

I notice that you try to be a dominant force of nature

However, you were created through the breath alone of the Creator

People love, trying to be the new inventor

Taking something that was already given to them

Never realizing who gave them their talents

Which are then revealed for them

Outspoken only for their cause

A probable act, which realized on admirable applause

Later on, a showing of fraud

No remorse, just a firm embarrass,

To which you are scarred

What is worse? Your mother is torn

She knew, and she hoped you knew

Back to your sin,

It was Satan's intention for you

True,

Discontent, which reaped your fiery smoke forever in truth

This poem was written by Jason Partington on Feb 21, 2007.

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