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Drugs

It's there, that pure color

White all over, even discerning

Watch out though, it may be too bright for the eyes to behold

Or, it might just be as blinding as the sun

Swallow it, snort it, in the end, enjoy it

It takes you on that high, can't even feel yourself on this planet anymore

Is it celestial? Heavenly? Holy? What is it really?

Can't tell, the sensation it gives you too distracting

Can't think, can't move, can't cry

Those emotions being taken away from dark inside

Not visible, those side effects looking like lies

Can't take it seriously, the color deceiving every inch of your eyes

Not dark, not sinister, those facts hidden behind your mind

The drug inside bursting so kind

Can't see, can't escape, the drug so fulfilling,

Even though in reality -- killing

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Just a poem. It's random! Tell me what you think? :)

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