The Biggest Lie.

by Akasha   Dec 18, 2006


Look anybody. Do you see what I'm holding? Can you look deep inside me and tell me what you see? Tell me why I'm here holding this. But I know, deep inside I feel it. This small thing is my judgment. My ticket in or out. My next action, the next second, will decide. It meets my lips and with a deep, tense breath, they fell in love. Every day, every second my lips yearn for him. Pulling my heart onto a different path. Within minutes, my entire body is relaxed and happy. This wonderful man has kidnapped my mind from the constant stress, chaos, and depression. I was in. My world will grow. My happiness will grow...

...And all I'll ever need is another cigarette.

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