Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip
Diversity.
Silk.
All things that show input on certain things.
Narcotics.
Heroin.
Fakeness.
Shoved away.
Woman put inside a freezer.
Dare to think twice.
LSD pulsing through your veins.
Grunge noises surrounding you.
You have fell to the ground.
Dead.
A bullet wound through the head.
Silk.
All things that show input on certain things.
Narcotics.
Heroin.
Fakeness.
Shoved away.
Woman put inside a freezer.
Dare to think twice.
LSD pulsing through your veins.
Grunge noises surrounding you.
You have fell to the ground.
Dead.
A bullet wound through the head.
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I feel high now. I mean what? THIS POEM MAKES NO SENSE AND I ADMIT IT BUT THIS IS WHAT I THINK OF WHEN I HEAR ABOUT NIRVANA.;)