Warm is better

Warm is better

A 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

© 2019 midnight reaper


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Added on February 6, 2019
Last Updated on February 6, 2019