DRAFT:
Splinters of my sanity stick in thick blood
pressure on my chest
I cannot breathe this fluff
There are keys like coins going into me
My lungs are slot machines
Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
DRAFT:
Splinters of my sanity stick in thick blood
pressure on my chest
I cannot breathe this fluff
There are keys like coins going into me
My lungs are slot machines
