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Nov 2010
Buzzed
My brain cells might
As well be
Covered in fuzz
Sluggish and confused

This green is getting
The best of me
Just when I thought
I was done
That I gave it up for
Good

Mary Jane
Comes a'knockin'
On my door again
And you know me,
I could never
Turn a lady down

Shes in my lungs
Infecting my blood
Like a purposeful
Plague

Maybe this is the
Unconditional love
That I've been
Searching for
All along

But then again,
Maybe it's not
Maybe it's only a drug that I
Fall into

To escape
To avoid
The mundane
The boring

I wonder if
My health is
Worth

This feeling of
Disconnection
From the
World
That I long for
© November 2010 Sarah Lynn
Kayla Lynn
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