By Jacob James Grigware I am slowly dying I’m not as strong as I used to be My friends are slowly dying They ride along right next to me Everyone I know is dyin' We distract ourselves with a buzz In t
By Jacob James Grigware Mama, I am stressed I take Honors classes AP too I have straight A’s My shoulder It aches I have to do physical therapy For a year, it has frustrated me I have to perform to ge
By Jacob James Grigware It was spring The air was cold My fingers burned My lungs froze You were sunlight In the cold You kissed my fingers You let me drink from your warm lungs You told me you loved
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