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Sep 2018
second hand smoke
breathed into my lungs
changed me up so much
dried up all my blood
sunk my own eyes in
tunnel vision's begun
i've got to get you away

her eyes like chocolate pools
cornered me
and like a car crash i couldn't look away
the left over cigarette butts she threw at me
i caught them all and swallowed their poison
don't know how i got here but
im loving the pain
"keep up with me" she said through a long brick wall

second hand smoke
im coughing up gunk
the changing in me im beginning to hate
found all my blood inside her home
and my eyes are never coming back the same
ive got to get you away from me
get away from me
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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