Ava Smokes

I'm crossing over again
She never seems to breathe in
She's letting me make a copy
But where would I begin
She only speaks in stone
Carved into the unknown
It's gotta be located somewhere
But forgot the code
Do you speak it fluently
Vomit your impunity
Are you self aware or scared of this blackening
Nothing good can come of this
Violent but I reminisce
Beg that I'll hold the climate
Too quiet for a verbal mix

Nothing good can come of this
Drink your blood I speculate through
Eyes up exhale with the cuts getting fucked
"What new tragedy can I dilute?"
Grinding to the white of the skin
But fuck what you knew
I chopped the textures together with no breakthrough
I've never been better but reality's askew
A slanted form of what I knew
What I grew
Sold it for 11 bucks
Try to deconstruct this catalog of blue

Nothing good can come of this
But I need a bit of a stretch
The smoke is never ending
But she plays it cryptic
Fuck



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Writer(s): The Chemist
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