Halusinate
Save my soul from this demonic paradox
No cure for this evil
So don't bring your amoxicillins
No decription to the feeling
All carry no meaning
Lies and fables carry more reason for beliving
The pain is close to burning in fire and your blood steaming
Am I halusinating
Copyright © Bryant Smith | Year Posted 2006
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