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Paige
Poems
Jul 2014
Working high
I came to work
really ******.
There was no way
to hide it.
Ya know,
when your eyes
are impossible
to open wide,
and totally bloodshot.
But now my high has
gone away,
and I'm starving,
or maybe its the munchies.
A nap sounds like a dream
come true.
Maybe I should stop
smoking *** before I go
to work until 1 a.m,
with 7$ to my name.
Nahhh.. **** that :)
Written by
Paige
Ohio
(Ohio)
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