Poem -

come home

Feeling dreary quite blight and weary
Little deary wont you come home?
Sing me a song and ill hit my bong,and for the next few hours we'll sit here at home, alone
Hey little deary the sky looks so bleary yet your smiles as bright as ever
That I need no tether so keep us together.
As we sit here heart in home
Oh dreary deary you seem so leery perhaps would you like to hit my bong?
Just how long can you hold this song? as time passes on
Time stands still and I check the still I pour me 1 glass that lights a fire out my ass
Means quality grown here at home
Oh dreary deary you look so quiet and weary,
perhaps youd rather go home?
I. have 3 doses of acid that will make any man flacid
,perhaps youd like to hit?
I take all three and you stare at me like some witch doting on her bitch, my hair falls out and colors swirl about

You seem to be taking this all so easily as your aura fucking eats me my fingers claw into my own legs and I pray that this is not the last time I see you
one by one I pull out my teeth and chew on them like chikis 3 munch munch munch they cruble ever still
the blood oozes from my lips
I take both and and gouge out my eyes and hold them out before me!
perhaps now ill get a better view but now your looks ignore me I chop off each toe and inject heroin into me my veins burn with pleasure fire!
why wont you please me,
instead you might leave meso ill snort these bath salts instead.
please please dont leave me baby you complete me,
and if you do, ill fucking kill you!
iv taken 3 doses of acid yet im not at all flacid why bitch wont you love me?
I take a bite after using a knife to slice you into tiny tiny bits.
Licking up every little drip I pretend you taste like.........strawberries
My great hi comes down and I collasps to the ground,and theres no one but me here at home, I have a lovly new chair made from your bones and hair, and I tell other guests its an antique maybe its just me but I think it adds to my mistique and that im rather unique sitting here alone, oh dreary deary so blight and weary wont you oh wont you please come home?

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Tim Holtman

Thank you faith, I had just watched a hour special on the hsitory channel on lsd and figured, hey why not right about something iv never done.

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