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Stress Relief

 
Lungs, choking on the smoke of lungs,

swirling in your lungs and brain,

a blurring view with vivid colours,

helping you forget unwanted pain.


High, addicted to feeling high,

laughing without a single care,

slumped on a filthy torn up couch,

in the same tattered rags you wear.

Written by Blood_Merchant93 (BeautifulManiac)
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