To whom it may concern
I'm in college and I had a friend of mine transfer. She was my smoking buddy and now she's gone. I wrote this the night she left. We would smoke cigarettes. Usually the American spirits menthol.
Father
This is my second poem. I came up with the first part in the shower when I was thinking. Its about knowing the end is coming and knowing what you're doing wrong but not being able to stop or control yourself.