me on salvia yo:

[broken_angel101]

smoke made me realize everything had a pulse
it made words beautiful
or maybe that was just my mind
can minds be so pure
maybe impurity is perfection
must ride more to find out
i thought the paper bird would fly
my imagination wore out
its only crazy thoughts now
i'll forever smile
cause i've no use for tears
finally enlightment has come
now i must welcome death