mat klink Poems

Too much of a drug can kill you,
Your blood hits the floor and its still blue,
The colors collide as the worls can divide,
Sometimes you wake up on the other side.
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Vivid are the greenest fields,
Sacred in my memories,
Taken captive by enemies,
Stolen and made to loveless gold,
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hello hello
so nice to see you
its so relieving
you've come back to bleed on me
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surgeon general's warning
dont eat this
seek guidance if you can
reject the fist
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Jelous of your hight,
I wish i could touch the sky,
And reach for heven like you do,
Anger makes no penance,
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Skyline meets your face for the first time
Bear witness to this monumental glow
This abomination, drink us into blackness
Ego here in its last rites
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