Nicotine by John

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Nicotine burning, supplying the air with a merciless taste
Smell of sulfur lingers for an eternity reminding us all of the flame it once held
Chemistry working on the body in undesirable ways, side effects and blackening lungs all for 3.79 a pack.
A clear labeled warning suggesting you toss away the money you worked so hard to earn.
Shreds of tobacco wrapped inside a white paper shell, packed with chemical additives that make it nearly impossible to quit.
Brands and flavors spark the variety of ways to char your taste buds
White paper, brown tobacco, black ingredients to eradicate the lungs,
Orange fingers and yellow teeth, a ghastly smell you can’t wash away
But hey it’s so cool to hold that while lie, grand money making scheme, population killing machine in the fingers of your hand

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