Black lungs
and bitter taste buds on tongues...
Ive seen him with my own eyes
and i know him by name...
Pat stopped coming to see me
i didnt know why...
Its been a month
and im really starting to miss home...
Its been two weeks
and i've grown a beard...
One pill, Two pill, Three pill, Four, i take these pills to feel no more... |
First person: Truth or Dare? |
In my room with a pen and paper |