[dull boy]

Originally Posted by Chill Phil

It's different than bitching and moaning, I'm scribbling moments as I've been bending and folding
Doubled over, gut wrenching in loathing...knees bent, no shoulders for gripping and holding
Stripped down to wishing from knowing, it's killing me slowly
Sifting through clothing, lifting them up and sniffing them only hoping to find out if it isn't moldy.

Dope