2 FACED death in the mirror in the morning of sundown death.

I used to sleep with

Gum in my mouth

It could actually kill

Instead of keep you clean

But to clense myself I

Was baptized

Until I felt drowned.

Now I sleep with a toothpick

In my mouth.

In hopes of any type of 

Sleep.

With the calming 

Taste of sandalwood

Engrained within my mouth.