The green and blue.
It’s all I ever see, haunting me, continuously.
Crawling down my throat, and out my pours.
A constant flow of energy, of the Oxycontin
Maybe a sign I cry, before my face
crashes down, concrete and all.
Oh, don’t judge me.
Please?
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 3:40 PM UTC
The green and blue.
It’s all I ever see, haunting me, continuously.
Crawling down my throat, and out my pours.
A constant flow of energy, of the Oxycontin
Maybe a sign I cry, before my face
crashes down, concrete and all.
Oh, don’t judge me.
Please?
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