Dark side of the MoonA Poem by Makaylathis is not a pink floyd referenceDo you remember life before it staring at your mother begging her to quit as she held it in her hand, already lit telling you that you don't know s**t
you stole one, one night mom does it so it must be alright you put it between your lips and began to light smoke entered your lungs, your throat became tight
this was only the beginning drinking bottles till the room starts spinning snorting powder till you feel like your winning but who am I kidding
your dying they're killing you and you're complying no one can tell if your lying you say you'll get better but you're not trying
I'm done you're fighting a war but they won the struggle has only begun you're trapped behind the moon and burned by the sun © 2014 Makayla |
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