Zany's Dope

Have you been an inch to madness
The commune of thoughts in a feast
with soliloquy wiggling in silence
And mysterious mutterings dangling in violence                                                                                   
So that when innocent words are spoken                                                                                                                                        you would quickly give a malicious ear                                                                                                                                             And when healthy gestures are made                                                                                                                                                      You would convert such kindness to an hellish display                                                                                                                                                                                          In your little head                                                                                                                                                                       would wind of unwarranted laughter blow
Reflex would seem to you, an ardent flow
This shall be your story
If by your lips that notorious leaf burn 
to evoke thick Flames                                                                                                                                             Hence saturates, to steal consciousness
A little puff, a little drag, till you swallow the beast

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