Nov 2016
I'm holding my breath
and trying to stifle my cough in my sleeve
So you'll stop yelling at me
that I'm scarring my lungs
and that you've got to be a parent sometimes
I wish I'd get healthy again, quick
in more ways than one
My brain sighs and agrees
and trying to stifle my cough in my sleeve
So you'll stop yelling at me
that I'm scarring my lungs
and that you've got to be a parent sometimes
I wish I'd get healthy again, quick
in more ways than one
My brain sighs and agrees
wrote this last night, but never got a chance to post it
(Earth)
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