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'' Smoking Kills, I know I'm Dying ''
The adverts portrayed it as glamorous and chic,
For most of us it was the thing to do,
Among women and men it was seen as unique,
We all know now that just wasn't true.
When I was about twelve I started to smoke,
I was told it would give me a kick,
When I first inhaled I felt myself choke,
At that point I felt really sick.
My friends assured me I had nothing to fear,
This was just a passing phase,
I was not to give in but to persevere,
Very soon I'd be rid of that haze.
As I continued they were proved right,
But if only I could have foreseen,
that the risks involved were hidden from sight,
I became dependent on Nicotine.
While young I never thought about harm,
I still felt quite fit and strong,
There was no reason to feel any alarm,
My body never told me I was wrong.
Then as I grew older I developed a cough,
I was finding it difficult to breathe,
My fitness levels started to drop off,
That very thought made me seethe.
My sporting days then ground to a halt,
I was no longer bright and cheery,
That's when I realised this was my fault,
My smoking was making me weary.
I went into hospital to have some tests,
As my body was exhausted and sore,
The doctor said the result suggests,
Your lungs are rotten to the core.
The shock of this really got me down,
My world was now falling apart,
Then he told me not to frown,
But the disease had spread to my heart.
What now for my quality of living,
This body I never thought I'd abused,
He said cancer can be so unforgiving,
I just sat there feeling bemused.
I blamed everything but the cigarettes,
There must have been some other affliction,
Now I know the facts I have such regrets,
That I've finally succumbed to my addiction.
It's selfish knowing the damage they cause,
As my offspring watch me fade away,
How I wish now I'd took time to pause,
Ultimately death is the price you will pay.
If you're ever thinking of having a drag,
Look at my plight and think again,
Be it cigars, cigarettes or fine loose shag,
You'll be addicted that's not if it's when.
These products have warnings everywhere,
heed them or you'll end up crying,
I write this just to make you aware,
' Smoking Kills, I Know I'm Dying '
For most of us it was the thing to do,
Among women and men it was seen as unique,
We all know now that just wasn't true.
When I was about twelve I started to smoke,
I was told it would give me a kick,
When I first inhaled I felt myself choke,
At that point I felt really sick.
My friends assured me I had nothing to fear,
This was just a passing phase,
I was not to give in but to persevere,
Very soon I'd be rid of that haze.
As I continued they were proved right,
But if only I could have foreseen,
that the risks involved were hidden from sight,
I became dependent on Nicotine.
While young I never thought about harm,
I still felt quite fit and strong,
There was no reason to feel any alarm,
My body never told me I was wrong.
Then as I grew older I developed a cough,
I was finding it difficult to breathe,
My fitness levels started to drop off,
That very thought made me seethe.
My sporting days then ground to a halt,
I was no longer bright and cheery,
That's when I realised this was my fault,
My smoking was making me weary.
I went into hospital to have some tests,
As my body was exhausted and sore,
The doctor said the result suggests,
Your lungs are rotten to the core.
The shock of this really got me down,
My world was now falling apart,
Then he told me not to frown,
But the disease had spread to my heart.
What now for my quality of living,
This body I never thought I'd abused,
He said cancer can be so unforgiving,
I just sat there feeling bemused.
I blamed everything but the cigarettes,
There must have been some other affliction,
Now I know the facts I have such regrets,
That I've finally succumbed to my addiction.
It's selfish knowing the damage they cause,
As my offspring watch me fade away,
How I wish now I'd took time to pause,
Ultimately death is the price you will pay.
If you're ever thinking of having a drag,
Look at my plight and think again,
Be it cigars, cigarettes or fine loose shag,
You'll be addicted that's not if it's when.
These products have warnings everywhere,
heed them or you'll end up crying,
I write this just to make you aware,
' Smoking Kills, I Know I'm Dying '
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`` Smoking Kills, I know I`m Dying ``
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