a gray film blanketed the room,
I could not see anything anymore.
Our trust was broken even more than before.
Smoke filled the room,
A lump in my throat,
but I wouldn't let myself choke.
I had been broke,
The room was no longer full of smoke.
I took in a deep breath, I walked away,
and now I can exhale.
Day 9: Smoking/Cigarette, Mystery, Intrigue
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