Tragic Euphoria

Tragic Euphoria
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Drops hitting the floor, running to the center
Draining everything away, forever
The brain stem is severed
Exit wound deemed pleasant
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Magic mushrooms taken in tea
Sitting with my friend, my enemy
Planning murder, simply, violently
Drops hitting the floor, draining to the center
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Examined textures at far too high intensity
The blisters of the eyes don't heal quickly
Ragged flesh is best left off the body
Drops hitting the floor, cleaning sores
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Death is instant
Pain is pleasant
Brain activity not present
Dropped to the floor, the ceramic tile covered in blood
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A final thought
Surge of electricity
Who could I have brought
To Hell with me¿
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