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Hail to the poisons.
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Freedom: College Year 1 What poison shall I prescribe tonight?
Most nights I need death.
So maybe the drinks are a little strong,
the german tobacco leaving me reeling,
the sweet marijuana sour in these quantities,
the boys lips soft but evil.
But hell, its not like i don't take and love these poisons
without feeling.
I make homage to the death i consume.
