Been going to sleep to hallucinations - commercials even interrupting.
Been slowly fading away with perfect paragraphs of prose - desperate to grab hold too tired to write it down.
Last night it started something like:
Turns an explosion in my intestines... (I realize now that sounds like diarrhea)
Then another started:
She is crying - she is looking, mad into my eyes and screaming "I miss you!"
She is wearing a corsage that someone else gave her.
She's not one who is prone to such a grand romantic gesture as having a really bad trip on ecstasy and spilling her heart all over the parking lot- but, what the hell - it's prom.
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brain killing pain killers been wrecking my head
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