Lungs

Lungs

A Poem by SLOVA
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Piper and her problems.

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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

© 2014 SLOVA


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Very honest. Suer easy to read. Good job!

Posted 8 Years Ago


i havent seen pipe in a while

Posted 8 Years Ago


isus

8 Years Ago

by the way i like this very much
super dark, it speaks to some.

Posted 9 Years Ago


nice, sounds like a lot of the blues, what are blues club races mayin' ifin' a person may ask

Posted 9 Years Ago


SLOVA

9 Years Ago

Hello, Laura.

Blues club races refer to the lifestyle - the game of performing, getting.. read more
Laura Lynn

9 Years Ago

it sounds very interesting, thanks for telling us about it, like one of the many types of adventures.. read more

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Added on October 10, 2014
Last Updated on November 23, 2014
Tags: drugs, youth, fiction

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