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  Once upon a rhyme in a space displaced from time
inhaling maryjane and imbibing quervo lime
 melancholy mosied into my muddled mind

 Taking purchase there the combo of the pair
turned and twisted thoughts producing darkness rare
 antonymizing pleasure and fuck i didnt care

 While in this sad and sorry state pondering a gloomy fate
suicide seemed sure as i stood at the gate
 waiting wanting wishing to be saved before to late

 Now I've came to see the real reality of the insanity
of poisoning my person and bamboozling my brain this way
 only 24 hrs a day they add up and dare I say pleasure is mine today