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"Hangover"
Manic yellow and bi-polar green
Eighty milligrams
On only two days rest
An endless phase
And the words
I spoke
Were littered
With remorse
Don't trust chemical contraception
It fails as much as suicides cure feelings
The melodrama of casual sex
Is the source of my nutrition now
It feeds off you
It’ll burn your eyes
It eats your flesh
It’ll dry your mouth
It numbs you
Liquid razor blades
An easy pill to swallow
A force of excretion
Alone and it alone
Can share anonymously
Your sorrow
