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Satan’s Serum
Trigger warning: This poem is about drug use. I throw this needle in the air And jut out my arms, veins displayed
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Rolly Polly, Out of Controlly
Happy, warm, and fuzzy Give cuddles, I’m fussy I so love my mommy Her love and touch balmy
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This Poem’s Going to be Bad
I’m scared of these words That their fruit’s the worst Pushing and plowing Wishing, endowing
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Heart and Sol
In the darkest part of my life You shone on my strife When all was lost And I cared not the cost
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What Are You Thinking About?
What am I thinking? What am I not thinking of I’m thinking of a ton Like the weight of the world
