bathacid

bathacid

A Poem by Wraith.

Part of my brain feels cold
Couldn't name the part
Acid bath are keeping my
thoughts afloat
In this sludgy Friday afternoon
Need to be high in this gloom
Ain't no reason to exist
but to feel yourself 
dissolve in riffs

© 2015 Wraith.


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Added on July 24, 2015
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Wraith.
Wraith.

warwickshire, United Kingdom



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