Warm is betterA Poem by midnight reaper
Warm is better
You don't understand How this goes How I feel Warm is better I scream and I scream back Smoked it all Coming down hard Warm is better Feel distorted Wanna go home Throwing myself against the wall I don't feel right Play with my food then play with myself Warm is better
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Added on February 6, 2019 Last Updated on February 6, 2019 Author
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