Black Lungs
I try to run, but my body won't,
I look away but my head don’t,
I really need to detach but my heart won't.
I hate that I need you,
I crave and have to have you,
I love when I taste you.
You are the only thing I crave,
You will more than likely put me in an early grave,
I am just your slave.
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Back before I knew you, I didn’t know who I was,
Now I am not as strong as I once was,
Today it’s hard to even catch a buzz.
I love you,
You are everywhere I go,
Please come home.
Maybe I’ll give you up someday,
But today is just another Monday.
This poem is about:
Our world
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