When we first met it was like micro dot, very small but do not doubt.
Once you were mine it was like yellow sunshine the name said a bit but the feelings were like intense Lysergics
As my love grew farther it became more like Blotter and the picture seemed to change every day.
The more my love gained it felt more like window pane, for each day more it grew by fours.
As your Love slipped away just like the 60's, I was stuck in a daze smothered by your purple haze.
Your love was nothing more then a illusion, but I was so fried I couldn't come to this conclusion so I sat in delusion awaiting your return.
But as reality set in and the clouds over my mind started to thin I seen you were never coming back
As the acid runs dry and the fact of knowing your love was a lie all I can do is sit here and feel sick, sick like a bad Psilocybe trip.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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