The Cigar & A Broken Heart
Little white stick, she pulled it out,
And sticked straight to the mouth.
Holding it like a classic cigar.
Slowly burning, drop and splash
As she soak the tray with ash
Every inch of me was dieing inside
As Orange ring burnt to her side
I got tired, ceasing her to smoke.
she said "the last one" and never stopped.
I said I hate you, I hate you,
When actually I hated the cigar roll.
then & there you droped that half of cigarette,
Because I know you actually cared,
But in no time another one was in your hand.
May be Sugared or flavored,
aromatic ingrediants in a rolled paper.
Air cured or furmented,
They are tobaccos at the end.
27 mg full of tar,
1.4gram nicotine around.
Smoke fumes up like chimney
from your mouth.
Toxins get in, never to come out.
Your lungs if they could,
Would scream and shout.
Oh it comes with the filter now,
But that's not a justification.
I know it's your addiction.
So darling please stop smoking,
Not any day but right now.