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Escape

April 4th, 2009

Sucking air through the cigarette faster than bullets through a gun barrel, his lungs fill like bellows of desperation. Each breath numbs the restless anxiety burning inside him. Carcinogenic fumes smother the flames as the embers of despair flicker one final flare. He douses the ash with spirits and the corners of his mouth peak to form a nervous smile. His quiet worries cry out in manic jest all the while dancing an awkward social two-step.

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