Fragrance of blossoms flies in the air,
A lewd scent, enfolds the deep desire,
And forces me to inhale in despair.
My nose in pain from its alluring pyre
An addicting chemical, the content,
With each whiff brings death close,
A poison! Not doubtfully devil sent,
The portal to hell made in but one dose.
I realize how evil its purpose is,
And beg my soul for release of the smell.
But death slowly comes, and with a quick kiss,
Freezes the corpse in its enchanted spell.
I lay on the ground, dead carcass and bare,
Knowing I paid the price, the toll, the fare.

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