vincent armone - Crack

Your blood feels like warm bath water
and your mind a glowing orb of light
like alice falling down the rabbit hole
you hit the floor and a space oddessy has begun

know need to get up off your back
you are floating on a dust particle
to the deepest regions of your mind

One last time you heat the glass
and inhale the majestic potion
resting on a bed of roses
with deadly thorns

Crack thats what they call it and now I hope I made you see why
because all it does is make you brain fried

vincent armone

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