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    dots Submission Name: SmOkE ThErApYdots

    Author: ares_nuke_1
    Elite Ratio:    3.11 - 106/151/76
    Words: 137
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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       For some of you this poem may mean nothing, but to me it still hits home. I recieved a phone call early one morning, it was my mother. She told me that my grandmother had just passed away with cancer. I was heartstruck. Out of the 3 closest people I held dear to my heart I only had one left now. Pain followed next, no tears, just pain. When i was done talking with my mother i reached for the pack of cigarettes
    I had on the kitchen table and walked outside to sit on the porch steps. Sitting there, I smoked the entire pack, and tried to remember all the good times I had growing up. That's what this poem is all about...smoke therapy...remebering the good times to fight back the pain.

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    dotsSmOkE ThErApYdots

    I take a deep breath in
    Let my lungs fill up
    and the powers of smoke begin
    as my memories start to wake up
    I remember our love
    like a sweet summerís day
    nothing ever got in our way
    but that day is gone
    so Iíll smoke to remember that one
    now my lungs sting with pain
    and I remember crying in the rain
    as I stood over her grave
    I made an oath that day
    to never let my memories of her fade away
    this smoke does fill me with pain
    but at least memories of her still remain
    I finally let it all out
    watch the smoke paint her picture
    and now I know without a doubt
    that I will always miss her
    and I will remember her again soon
    when I smoke tomorrow afternoon

    Submitted on 2004-09-13 21:00:04     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      You paint a beautiful picture with the words you speak in this poem...I have been dealing with death in the close family recently and have had problems dealing with the pain. we all cope differently...this was how you did and you put the reader right in the picture with you here...nice
    | Posted on 2009-12-13 00:00:00 | by Kapone | [ Reply to This ]
      I'm very sorry about your grandmother. . . truly sorry, even if I can't manage to sound sincere over the internet. From the poem I can tell you really loved her, and I'm sure she'd be glad to know that you're thinking of her. But please. . . don't think I'm being judgemental, but would she want you to remember her with cigarettes? That's the personal part. . . the poem was awesome, it really brought a great visual to mind. The part about sweet summer's day was my favorite. . . it's funny how I always associate love with smoke.
    | Posted on 2004-09-13 00:00:00 | by secret moon | [ Reply to This ]

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