Darling maybe just maybe the boys that smoke their lungs black every night aren't the ones who should be your "breath of fresh air" nor your saving grace.
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Broken Time
PoetryA collection of poetry I have written during the lowest and highest points of my life.
Learning to breathe
Darling maybe just maybe the boys that smoke their lungs black every night aren't the ones who should be your "breath of fresh air" nor your saving grace.
