#doobie - Hello Poetry

I wish you could see me for who I am Not just a stranger or an acquaintance I wish you would give me a chance, Know that I am worth your time, Not to take one glance, Brush me off to the side, I wish all my hard work amounted to something, But it really doesn’t really mean anything I wish my past experiences didn’t taint me. That I could open my eyes, Realize this isn’t the way it has to be, I wish I could talk to you openly, I wish you could be honest with me I wish we can lie under the stars, We could talk about all sorts, Music, literacy, creativity and astrology, Discuss the dimensions of the cosmos, How aliens plan to take over universe, Corrupted politics How the world is going to **** What we are planning to have for tea tonight. I wish I could take a step back, You can tell me it’s all going it’s be alright, That life has a way of orchestrating moments, I wish knew how to comprehend, Everyone’s ******** reasons, I wish I wouldn’t waste my time. With permeant blues and drinking ***** I wish you would see now, The implications in our problems Grinding till the day we die, With a life we hate, I wish we could wind down, Just smoke a doobie and have a laugh, Stop asking why

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Jun 4, 2021

Jun 4, 2021 at 5:17 AM UTC

MissxArtsyxFartsy

I wish

I wish you could see me for who I am Not just a stranger or an acquaintance I wish you would give me a chance, Know that I am worth your time, Not to take one glance, Brush me off to the side, I wish all my hard work amounted to something, But it really doesn’t really mean anything I wish my past experiences didn’t taint me. That I could open my eyes, Realize this isn’t the way it has to be, I wish I could talk to you openly, I wish you could be honest with me I wish we can lie under the stars, We could talk about all sorts, Music, literacy, creativity and astrology, Discuss the dimensions of the cosmos, How aliens plan to take over universe, Corrupted politics How the world is going to **** What we are planning to have for tea tonight. I wish I could take a step back, You can tell me it’s all going it’s be alright, That life has a way of orchestrating moments, I wish knew how to comprehend, Everyone’s ******** reasons, I wish I wouldn’t waste my time. With permeant blues and drinking ***** I wish you would see now, The implications in our problems Grinding till the day we die, With a life we hate, I wish we could wind down, Just smoke a doobie and have a laugh, Stop asking why

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you’re the kind of high i like, the one i can’t get enough of, you are my favorite flower. and i’ll watch you lay on a blanket, and wrap your arms to cuddle me in, let our emotions ride the waves feelings all so raw and real. and i’ll inhale you deeply, hold it in, plant the seeds to grow a garden of you. your aroma, your scent, it thickens in my memories, my lungs tastes of you. and exhaling all that anxiety, my mind has turned a switch and all the noise i once drowned in are muffled whispers going into silence. and i smile by the way i’m addicted to you that all i want is more of you, i don’t want just the bouquet but the paradise garden that is you.

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Oct 4, 2020

Oct 4, 2020 at 12:31 PM UTC

jfo

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you’re the kind of high i like, the one i can’t get enough of, you are my favorite flower. and i’ll watch you lay on a blanket, and wrap your arms to cuddle me in, let our emotions ride the waves feelings all so raw and real. and i’ll inhale you deeply, hold it in, plant the seeds to grow a garden of you. your aroma, your scent, it thickens in my memories, my lungs tastes of you. and exhaling all that anxiety, my mind has turned a switch and all the noise i once drowned in are muffled whispers going into silence. and i smile by the way i’m addicted to you that all i want is more of you, i don’t want just the bouquet but the paradise garden that is you.

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An impeccable volute jay,rested on his cottony labrum. Gandering him letting out dissolving clouds of aspro. Soothes my soul, as if the clouds of aspro are my commotion.

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Mar 21, 2018

Mar 21, 2018 at 1:16 AM UTC

afeli

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An impeccable volute jay,rested on his cottony labrum. Gandering him letting out dissolving clouds of aspro. Soothes my soul, as if the clouds of aspro are my commotion.

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