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Smokey Rose...

Smokey Rose...

You were my smokey rose 
Now im just dust and bones
My vessel lays but not my soul
This cancer stick was all I'd known 

My skin started to change colour and my breath short 
My blood cell's were changing no matter how much I faught 
The doctor gave me advice to stop smoking 
But I kept doing it and I couldn't stop choking 

My teeth became a lovely shade of dirty yellow 
It was my choice, I was nothing but a fool I know 
My hair started falling out from radiotherapy 
I was disgusted with myself and my haunting reality

You were my smokey rose 
Now im just dust and bones
My vessel lays but not my soul
This cancer stick was all I'd known 

My fingers were stained and I couldn't stop crying with the pain
Why, as a kid I thought it was fun to smoke and play the adult game
Now, a face of death is looking back at me 
Now, all I'm wishing is that I was cancer free

Please,
Don't put the toxic chemicals into your lungs 
Be a healthy father for your daughters and sons 
Don't think you'll be fine and say I could die crossing the road
Stop Now! Before you realise that heaven will be your home
You were my smokey rose 
Now im just dust and bones
My vessel lays but not my soul
This cancer stick was all I'd known

Please...
Stop Now! 

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Keith Fitzsimons

Smokey Rose... great way of putting it and great delivery to this Wayne.

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