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Mar 2011
when i get ****** up
it starts in my teeth
i can always tell
by the way my chompers feel

candy flipping,
rolling,
tripping ***** ,
smoking blunts

my teeth get this feeling
like they're not quite right
it's hard to explain
just how they feel
but i know that something
is quite unreal

they feel sort of fuzzy,
strange to the touch
i rub my tongue on them
and i can't feel much

then the rest of me starts
to fall into place
wave after wave
crashes over me
i begin to feel it physically
the next thing i know
my mind is wandering far
to lands that i haven't seen in awhile

i know that many
will look at me harshly
for this confession
but i'll be honest,
i love to be ****** up
Β©erinquinn2011
Quinn
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Quinn  Bremerton, WA
(Bremerton, WA)   
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