dont forget da m (prod azure)

I’m 17 yrs old, im dying®️






Seventeen years, a fleeting breath,
Days slip by, a quiet death.
Eyes half-closed to the world outside,
Each moment lost, a life denied.

Nonchalant heart, too numb to care,
Dreams dissolve into the air.
A blunt in hand, the hours blur,
A muted life, no passion stirs.

What waits beyond this empty gaze?
A brighter dawn or endless haze?
Oh, to wake and feel the fire,
To live, to ache, and to never once mistake the choices made, you deserve a Draco to the dome

dont forget da m (prod azure)

Smokingskul