Slip away and Simply regress
Do not bother to resist me
Im all around you
Im in you
I am You and you are me
Without each other there will be disharmony
At Select times ,You hear me whisper Sweet Nothings in Your Ear
Leading you There ...
The place you dont really wish to be
Where the heathens roam
Where lives get taken despite their plea
Sex and Drugs reign Surpreme
We have no use for your petty morals
What use are they here?, Shining away at those Useless Laurels
Disrobe thy garm and do what thou wilt
Be a Rose in My Garden
I will tend to you with Special Care
My whisper will never leave your ear
Until the day you wilt
Then you will waste away and return to the earth below
Its a selatious place ...where the goody goodys do not Dwell
Welcome my lamb..
To Your special place ...in Hell..
Poem by @the.Artist-98
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