Smoke
From "Nightfall" Smoke By: Smokey (heh heh) I breathe smoke like oxygen All chimnying out of my lung flames spraying from the devils tounge and I am cold as liquid nitrogen Painting a masterpiece within my insides feeling my life cease against the arduous strides I'vefound the perfect way to destroy myself, slowly and I know it seems lowly Buts thats how I choose to die today Walking down the streets not knowing when that day will come Still waiting to wane some As the nightly rain comes down in sheets
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Smokey
If your suffering in any way then acknowledge both the meaningless of it and the meaning behind it. What you express will never cease to be the torrential downpour of your essence. Essence being both what you create and what has been created as a...
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