If This Cig Wouldn'T Light Poem by David Wall

If This Cig Wouldn'T Light



If the lighter wouldn't flick and this cig wouldn't light
my future is unknown i might wild out tonight
its that very fate a little flip of a flame
will i remain calm or will i go fully insane

Throw the lighter down damn near in disgust
Talking to myself hollaring what the ****
Rather kill myself slowly puff after puff
than maybe do wrong and end up in cuffs

Life is rough not just for me but for all
its a damn shame a cigarette can make or break ya mental calls
But he who the ultimate winner doesnt needs that
just load up a bowl of mary jane unwind and relax

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thought the start of this while rynna light my cig and ended it eating Startburst.......
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