#fentanyl - Hello Poetry

I guess my name is Fentyn And I'm here to **** you all Head to toe in xannies I don't give a **** at all I'm coming for your grannies all your underpaid nannies But first I'll **** your life up bet on every nook and cranny made a couple asian friends their eyes are always slanting But now from where you're standing I can do a some more enchanting Now your boys suckin **** and your girl is dropping ******* This could have been avoided with a tiny bit of planning It's almost rock bottom now you're panting when you're ranting You're just another grain or two from hearing angels chanting If it's death you're really after I'm then pretty close to granting Just be prepared for landing Come and meet my friends Come and meet my friends The only ones I know who'll be around until the end They're all I've ever known and the bond has only grown Look for my obituary, 23, unknown I'm a little alcohol Here for good times And when you sober up its gone Then you'll know you're mine When we hang I'm feeling fine But when you leave I can't ignore the tingle in my spine A little longer and it hits my face and fingers but I'm fine Except now I'm seizing and alone but this isn't how I'm dying No one to reach if I could reach my phone but man I'm trying Try to change it all you want man our fates are intertwining Face it you'll be buried with a fifth of scotch and red wine Then when you're feeling like the grapes hanging on the vine Bleed out internally or be a ***** bring a nine to the pines Come and meet my friends Come and meet my friends The only ones I know who'll be around until the end They're all I've ever known and the bond has only grown Look for my obituary, 23, unknown I'm a little doctor, short and stout Here are your pills, now get the **** out When I get all steamed up hear me about Jesus ******* **** me please I really just want out Swallow the medicine smoke synonyms get the venom in Bring your inner felon in, it's not a matter of melanin It's a matter of dosing before you blow your melon in Wake up with regret take half and try to sell them then Use the rest on dope and rent and pay them off in 5s and 10s Visions so blurry think you're paying out in yen Get some sleep, I'll be here, we can do it all again Ahem I can talk about it because it's okay we're all friends here right? Love you guys til the end

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Jul 11, 2020

Jul 11, 2020 at 7:06 PM UTC

Fuckeregg

Dead friends and bad habits

I guess my name is Fentyn And I'm here to **** you all Head to toe in xannies I don't give a **** at all I'm coming for your grannies all your underpaid nannies But first I'll **** your life up bet on every nook and cranny made a couple asian friends their eyes are always slanting But now from where you're standing I can do a some more enchanting Now your boys suckin **** and your girl is dropping ******* This could have been avoided with a tiny bit of planning It's almost rock bottom now you're panting when you're ranting You're just another grain or two from hearing angels chanting If it's death you're really after I'm then pretty close to granting Just be prepared for landing Come and meet my friends Come and meet my friends The only ones I know who'll be around until the end They're all I've ever known and the bond has only grown Look for my obituary, 23, unknown I'm a little alcohol Here for good times And when you sober up its gone Then you'll know you're mine When we hang I'm feeling fine But when you leave I can't ignore the tingle in my spine A little longer and it hits my face and fingers but I'm fine Except now I'm seizing and alone but this isn't how I'm dying No one to reach if I could reach my phone but man I'm trying Try to change it all you want man our fates are intertwining Face it you'll be buried with a fifth of scotch and red wine Then when you're feeling like the grapes hanging on the vine Bleed out internally or be a ***** bring a nine to the pines Come and meet my friends Come and meet my friends The only ones I know who'll be around until the end They're all I've ever known and the bond has only grown Look for my obituary, 23, unknown I'm a little doctor, short and stout Here are your pills, now get the **** out When I get all steamed up hear me about Jesus ******* **** me please I really just want out Swallow the medicine smoke synonyms get the venom in Bring your inner felon in, it's not a matter of melanin It's a matter of dosing before you blow your melon in Wake up with regret take half and try to sell them then Use the rest on dope and rent and pay them off in 5s and 10s Visions so blurry think you're paying out in yen Get some sleep, I'll be here, we can do it all again Ahem I can talk about it because it's okay we're all friends here right? Love you guys til the end

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the ritual is like a dance foreshadowed by the first rush; a smooth and soothing building block characterizing my indulgence. the room brightens and colorful shafts of light surround my television in waves of heat.

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Dec 18, 2019

Dec 18, 2019 at 2:38 PM UTC

haileygun

fentanyl

the ritual is like a dance foreshadowed by the first rush; a smooth and soothing building block characterizing my indulgence. the room brightens and colorful shafts of light surround my television in waves of heat.

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The head fuckery of societies rules. The indoctrination in our schools has led to the homeless on our streets while politicians count their seats. The privileged few, too rich to mention fail to reveal their true intention. The NHS setup to break by psychopaths all on the take. Big business stripped of all its gold, no pension funds left for the old. Big pharma, they don't miss a trick, they're making you & I feel sick. They push the pills that ring the tills even though they know it kills. With the best advice and greatest will our kids are on **** & fentanyl. While we're divided black & white, we'd never stand up to their might So take your neighbour, hold their hand and together we'll reclaim our land. Poetry by Kaydee.

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Jun 17, 2018

Jun 17, 2018 at 11:36 PM UTC

SazKells

Divided, Not Yet Conquered.

The head fuckery of societies rules. The indoctrination in our schools has led to the homeless on our streets while politicians count their seats. The privileged few, too rich to mention fail to reveal their true intention. The NHS setup to break by psychopaths all on the take. Big business stripped of all its gold, no pension funds left for the old. Big pharma, they don't miss a trick, they're making you & I feel sick. They push the pills that ring the tills even though they know it kills. With the best advice and greatest will our kids are on **** & fentanyl. While we're divided black & white, we'd never stand up to their might So take your neighbour, hold their hand and together we'll reclaim our land. Poetry by Kaydee.

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