Nov 2020
Smoke in my lungs
In my hands
in my eyes
Maybe it’s bad
but it makes the voices a little quieter.
It aches to laugh now
Emotionally
Physically
My lungs are giving out
Without you
In my hands
in my eyes
Maybe it’s bad
but it makes the voices a little quieter.
It aches to laugh now
Emotionally
Physically
My lungs are giving out
Without you
(16/Trans Male/NH)
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