Tyler R. Martin
A couple beers for breakfast,
Smoked some dope, took a pill,
Washed that down with shots of Jack
Till my racing brain grows still
After this I’m feeling better,
My mind’s in a mellow hue,
Wrapped in a soft blanket
As my face starts turning blue,
Now my eyes are closing
I’m so stoned that I can’t breathe
My brain cells are exploding
My mind’s got up to leave.
Excellent on all fronts π€π€
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Oh thank you so much! I’ve been exploring the whole sadness/suicide motif lately
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I’ve noticed. It’s been great.
I’m envious of your talents π€
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Oh that’s so sweet π I been enjoying your work as well, I love your style, your formating and how you take simple ideas and add depth to them. Your stuff’s awesome!
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You’re too kind, really.
But thank you π€
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Of course π
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