Drop acid see Satan.
Make love or she'll take him.
Fake smiles they won't see.
Are any of my friend true to me?
Smoke weed and kiss Satan.
They made love,why'd she take him?
Fake smiles they won't see.
He lied and never loved me.
Sniff lines fuck Satan.
Fuck strangers forget him.
Fake smiles they won't see.
These drugs are killing.
Blue pills, they hide Satan.
Doped up and I crave him.
Fake smiles they won't see.
Satan has brought forth a new me.
Blue pills they show Satan.
No one loved me,I made them.
Real smiles they won't see.
Sex, Drugs & Betrayal have killed me.
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Hyacinths & Biscuits
PuisiCarl Sandburg once said "Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits." Enjoy this collection of poems, text messages, diary entries and more. Starting from age 15, and continuing to this day.
