Musing
May 25, 2016
Let me write about you
and the way I fell,
unable to get up.
I breathed you in-- my nicotine.
But you cake my lungs with your sticky-sweet caress and I just can't
Get enough.
And if someday you leave me here
How will I breathe?
I breathed you in-- my nicotine.
But you cake my lungs with your sticky-sweet caress and I just can't
Get enough.
And if someday you leave me here
How will I breathe?
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