so let's just say: this is hella dark. it's theme is bad, bad. so if you're young, i advise you to not read, and no, it ain't smut so smh. poem too, lol.
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I am fine, I tell you
Feeling mature as ever
And yet those of the many few
Believe we won't last forever
Hard down, deep embrace
Looking up to your carefree
Open face
Oh darling, you shine so beautifully
Oh darling, stay tipsy
Because you'll feel dizzy, by and by
Oh darling, stay wasted
Because you know, we are high
Fume spits out from your mouth
As it screams terror in exhaust
Oh you little boy from the South,
Don't fret, you're not lost
What matters when you're with me?
Do your fans matter, does your club matter-
The great almighty Arsenal FC?
If they do; must they make your heart shatter?
You innocent soul
Sickening me, can't you see the joy?
Liquor, drugs, all those makes you whole
Come with me, come with Helen of Troy
Keep on burning,
Maintain your rash fire
Don't stop your loving
Keep my undying desire
We're never going to die
Drinking right,
I'll always try
Because where we're from, God is on our side
The light in the sky tonight;
Do you know what it is?
It's us, as long as we keep getting high
An east paradise awaits us, as long as we keep getting high
Whatever fulfillment we lack,
These outside substances
Will be our sources
For our love
Fire baby, fire baby, love
Now we're like this,
Feeling like this
And we're all alone
And you got me like this
And we're all alone
Gabriel, follow me,
Follow me at the end of rope,
Follow me in extremis
But we're immortal
As long as we're high
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poem bc i srsly cannot write anything. ugh. so. innocent gabriel paulista driven into drugs. inspo from 'high' by zella day, one of my favs. dedication to rey, my zella day hoe x
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