The smoke filled the room
As she kept on sucking on that red-stained bud.
Lost in thought, she untangled her life’s thoughts,
One by one, her stress reduced.
One by one, number of buds increased.
And one by one, her life decreased.
Why live?
The smoke filled the room
As she kept on sucking on that red-stained bud.
Lost in thought, she untangled her life’s thoughts,
One by one, her stress reduced.
One by one, number of buds increased.
And one by one, her life decreased.