Started to curse the happiness bestowed suddenly on me
An initial stage of slurping in poison
Defining the urge of the drug as an necessity of take in an enjoy every gulp of it
Creating a world of fairytale where everything flies if you don't catch it
Oh to be in that world!
Another gulp and start thinking of heavens above me
Cursing, cussing and driving myself mad over it
Flowers grew now turned sick, due to the drought
Glass pricked my hand and a gush of blood came out and we dance on it
The feeling started to be my friend more than the worthless tellurians
Deciding to cut myself with everybody
I make the poison my own self
Now cut me all you want
Because the pieces were never yours to begin with
THE END
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