Dr*gs seem to work,
Makes my mind spin,
They seem to give me power,
Overly sensitive senses,
I can hear things I couldn't,
See things a regular person can't,
My eyes are the color of that black pill,
My room pink, like the rest of fall,
I'm not tired,
But my feet aren't at all steady,
They lose their air,
And I can feel myself falling in,
Falling into sin.
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A Universe Of Mystery✧
PoetryThe second book for: My Book Of Poetry I hope you enjoyed my last book and that this book will as fun(ish), better and even enjoyable than my last. If you're reading this book first, then I hope you love/like it. This book may include triggers such...
