you held onto my vinyl because music is the only thing you could ever commit to Post author By Amanda Vi Post date November 25, 2020 Categories In writings And he said, “if you don’t get it off your chest you will never be able to breathe freely again.” And I said I do not Care About my Air I’m in Despair My heart will Tear I do not Care I will say nothing Just lay my body in the ocean Related posts: keep trying coming for you new leaf we will lose Tags poem, yyc