Elysium as I'd see,
Mantle in the fictitious sanity,
Oh--the "could've been's",--
The "shouldn't we's"...
As if sake and cigarettes,
Were butterflies and flowerbeds,--
Consuming it not by what it was.
Lavishly lost before...because...
Mar 8, 2024
Mar 8, 2024 at 10:48 PM UTC
Elysium as I'd see,
Mantle in the fictitious sanity,
Oh--the "could've been's",--
The "shouldn't we's"...
As if sake and cigarettes,
Were butterflies and flowerbeds,--
Consuming it not by what it was.
Lavishly lost before...because...
"I too can paint perfect pictures with poison..."
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