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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Head on, twist and turn, pull and burn, push down and torn, Head on. To see the glimmer awaken in the tear of your face, the solid aroma of an after- taste, the stolid complexion upon a splintered shrine could not thee keep in-line. Basking for another night, the high was truly sky, one moment to make it all better, one moment to keep it all bitter. Head on, twist and turn, pull and burn, push down and torn…Head on. Standing there under a tree near park bench, kiss me now and catch your death. I breathe death into you slowly, whisper inside your ear what to do, shaking out your insides through the sweat of pills, beckoning push down and turn. Head on and worn, brittle slorn, reaping what hath slued, face it your glued. A Tickle past your throat, gagging in recourse, it falls to your pit of acid coming apart, through the insides out. Brain screams out a truth, simply forgotten when the effects dissipate, lingering all else lies. Head on, twist and turn, pull and burn, push down and torn…Head on. Vital existence, depending on, no one else cares, only if they could relate…sifting through the madness the brain creates, leave nothing out. Simple words, scream…scream…Remember to See yourself…See Yourself…re-member to. The mirror holds an image so clear…in blurred eyes so it could not see. These pills that digest, deep in tomach, wear off and leave decrepit in a woebegone brain. Head on, twist and torn, pull and burn, push down and turn…Head on, here I go ever and anon. Ever and anon…ever and anon…ever and anon, push down and turn gotta get my head on. Kissing you I caught my death, shove another pill down my depths, pushing turning, turning to push, Head on, head on…head on.
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