02:26 poem

is it the pills in your mouth
that makes your words twist around
I'm waiting for that static feeling
when your voice hits through my screen

You think I'm letting this go
but I'm still fighting for my roll
Trying not to lose my track
cause I know that if I'd ever be a movie
your voice would be my soundtrack


PILLS
a.v.b.

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