Euphoric glow,
Luminescent, yet discrete.
His love for her shows no bound,
For her, he'd weep.
Cannabinoids and tropane alkaloids.
Vission blurry from all the dxm and codeine.
Simple drugs these days,
Nothing less, nothing more.
He loves this feeling,
Utter bliss it seems.
Sorrow erodes, as happyness floods.
This might just work.
Finally saved,
This young lad at last,
His angel has come,
What's this?
Love.



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