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Smoke
INHALE.
I see you. I like you. I want you.
Smoke fills the air.
Why do you stare? My mind drifts away. Why did you change?
My eyes through the haze still see your gaze.
One more blow and I'm there. I used to care.
Don't want any more, down to my core. Don't fuck me no more.
EXHALE.
Let go.
I see you. I like you. I want you.
Smoke fills the air.
Why do you stare? My mind drifts away. Why did you change?
My eyes through the haze still see your gaze.
One more blow and I'm there. I used to care.
Don't want any more, down to my core. Don't fuck me no more.
EXHALE.
Let go.
Published 14th Sep 2015
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14th Sep 2015 10:32am
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18th Sep 2015 5:44pm
Can feel the high as if I smoked it. I like this poem reminds me of the high school years. Hanging with the stoners.
18th Sep 2015 6:17pm
19th Sep 2015 1:19am
