LungsA Poem by SLOVAPiper and her problems.
Don't got much in here but lungfuls of drugs
I'm not the kind of breath you want passing over your tongue Don't got much in here but weightless worries now Yayo and M-Molly gave 'em helium somehow Don't got much in here, have you seen the pipe? I need another cough before I crash down for the night Don't got much in here if you're looking for my heart Been runnin' blues club races, musta lost it at the start
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