#loveisadrug
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I need a Drug.
A decongestant.
To unblock good thoughts,
so they flow through and wash away
the flotsam and jetsam
and bitter history, in the flat field.
A decongestant.
To relieve the suffocation,
entrenched in nasal pollution
denying access to fractured lungs
and caustic breathing, in the flat field.
A decongestant.
To ease the flow of feeling,
for it to cleanse and energise,
to be free to share with fey
and open hearts, in the flat field.
© Pagan Paul (22/02/17)
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 3:28 PM UTC
i wonder if you are joy
entering my arm
or a needle
reminding me of the pain
the inside of a pill
ready to melt into my body
or the way I choke
as it clutches my throat
the smoke is the mist
you are walking towards me
or is it how I cough
knowing it cannot last
i want you deep, inside
the only way to my heart
it’s not laughter or a smile
it has to be that way
a drug that will **** us one day
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 11:42 PM UTC
Ooo how to describe the feeling
The feeling that I get
The feeling that I get
When I'm with you
We've been to the Garden of Eden
And seen God
Seen the snake that played Eve
And came back
With roses and flowers
Plants that smelled like blue berries, asparagus and mushrooms
That was our Ezekiel,
Better yet our Genesis
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We’ve been to the coast were they still Harlem shake
Except they shake their whole bodies like if they caught seizures
We laughed at their moves
But skilled one had to be to shake like that
As if they had 100 grams of sugar in their system
They went at it for two or three, on what felt like days
We were almost left behind
How can we forget we almost missed that plane
Since we barely slept
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Let's take a trip far from memory lane
One that can only be remembered by the pictures we take
I found this new place
Is supposed to be great
They say is the second best thing next to heaven and we both been near that
Is like one step forward and two step back
Let's take a trip
I promise it'll be first class
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 11:06 AM UTC