Poem tingz, untitled
You stay up late nights
Sniff your dirty habits and forget
I think you're selfish
Condoning temptations and lies
Nimbly severing our bonds and ties
But it doesn't matter, you're selfish
And I hardly know you now
Does it feel like your losing your mind?
I see you attempt to finesse your own self demote,
Crooked morals, lousy feelings in which you provoked
..Or you just shut off the world
All senses gone numb,
Bleakly numb
Tell me is this what keeps you going?
Is it the lust for the buzz, or just feeling high, or the rush you feel from lusting
Lusting the cunning, snow white powder
You'll reuse and ostensible reason
Wrap and catch yourself in treason
For this devious dust, converting you to skin and bone
Unpredictable, vexed then drone
Try to confide, reach, console
But when you turn around, you'll be all alone..
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