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#5 Feeling High

by jay-bryant

Let the smoke feel the air, Burning oxygen out the atmosphere. My lungs expanding Struggling to cope with invasion This drug invades my body, Leaving my thoughts on the ground. My thoughts leave my head I strive to catch reality It slips through my fingers Now I live completely in my head. Blowing with the leaves Peacefully being controlled Invisible forces controls me Leaning, and spinning My thoughts make my lean These thoughts leave me spinning I twist off this cloud Gravity bring me down My mind lifts off the ground The high of the drug has left me now.
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