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Jul 2013
Every time I light that bowl
The smoke fills each and every hole
I no longer feel the aches and pains
Large black clouds slowly stop their rain
I can now focus on me and you
Even your warm kisses and embraces too
I can imagine your face
Your lips, your eyes, your taste
I have moments to stop and think
I don't even have to blink
My mind slowly escapes to bliss
While my body sinks into the abyss
I write lyric after lyric on the wall
Forgetting my quicken fall
Ghosts of the pain and pleasure visit me on my descent
Believing the hands of the clock could be bent
Inhaling and exhaling is just the game
Everyone does it for the fame
The glory of being in the light
Just to be the one standing there fighting that fight
Maybe just once this will be the time
I need one more hit and I'll be fine
Written by
Destinee Buckner
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