Oh, DeeA Poem by Mescaline ButterflyThinking about my friend. ..
Only 17 years old
I fed her disassociatives Invited her to my abode How inappropriate Opiate scars decorate her arms Alarmingly volatile Suicide attempt She's in the hospital Docile little f**k toy Don't die on me Worship my black dick Like religious idolatry I tried a lot to free you with my magic powder Pulverized plant matter scattered For this tragic hour Devour the smoke from the sorcerer's wand I wanna bone, Get stoned Rip a page from the Qur'an Abscond, Honey, don't OD on me Cold lips bubbling froth She succumbs slowly Her cute face on the carpet I hope she's not dead Oh, Dee © 2015 Mescaline ButterflyReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 28, 2015 Last Updated on April 27, 2015 Tags: drugs, overdose, love, friendship AuthorMescaline ButterflyAboutPsychedelics Astrophysics Metaphysics Entheogens Anti Imperialism Vitriol Lasciviousness Deism Solipsism Anarchoprimitivism Existentialism ------------------------------------------.. more..Writing
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