Anesthesia

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She's a cool
Little substance

She rolls in my brain

She's a cool
Material

Made of harmless gases

She washes all
My thoughts away

And takes away my pain

She fills my
Inner thoughts

Then they disintegrate
.
Her name is
Anesthesia

And nobody
Can tame her

Her fumes smell like
Green paper

And I know

She's AKA
Ms. Danger

A stranger
.
She's trapped in
Her hypotenuse den

All the right angles
Can't hold her in

Yes
I made it up

And yes
That's enough

She's a diamond
In the rough

Poison
Unhinged
.
Her name is
Anesthesia

And nobody
Can tame her

Her fumes smell like
Green paper
And I know

She's AKA
Ms. Danger

A stranger

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