- Burning smoke slides into my lungs in a creeping manner caused by the corruption of man. It sucks the life from my empty soul and flows back out in a cold mist. The numbness and dizzyness of lifeless rejection are burning and longing for more. The emotion and feeling passed faster than time, I want it more. I wish not to feel this heartache and so I let the fire fill me once again.
- by Benji the Lover |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/19/2009 |
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- Title: The Smokers Lung Lives
- Artist: Benji the Lover
- Description: Another ramble. Keep checking back. Comment and vote please :)
- Date: 11/19/2009
- Tags: smokers lung talks
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