Dazes And Mazes
Hazes Of Faces
No Longer Organic Due To The Laces
Dreams That He Chases
Obstacles That He Races
Very Upset But Still Saying Graces
Distorted Minutes And Hours
Alcohol Gives Him Powers
Only Desire Being Beds Of Flowers
Drugs And Sex His Heart They Devour
Giving In Slowly Darkness Empowers
He Longs For Affection
Skimming His Contacts Of His Pretentious Collection
Wanting and Seeking Perfection
Nothing Of The Sort, Rather One More Erection
Lonely Again He Proceeds To Injection
Pushing Vitality
Drifting Away In Totality
Gasping For Breaths And His Mortality
Repenting Against His Suicidal Brutality
And Finally Closing His Eyes With A Solemn Finality.

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