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The stars, they don't shine as bright;
My curiosity has be shot

The ocean, it doesn't seem peaceful;
I'm loosing my sanity  

The moon, it isn't as big;
My love drifted into the wind

The sun, it's twice as hot;
I've been living in Hell
                                            ..........all along
Her voice is like thunder,
In the storm of my head
Too faded; her eyes read.

PROCRASTINATION
Her lips spoke with out a word
A quick snap back to reality;
This is double edge sword
Earths anxiety; she feels too crowded her heart beat racing; volcanos erupt and the ground shakes. She's just trying to get rid of all the waste
Finger tips tread lightly around her navel; chills exploding loudly, trying to refrain her movement projected in short rhythmic oooooo'ing
Shrooms*

Stems & caps divided in 8ths. Handful taken, pupils dilate; things get smaller others larger, pictures dance; your in a dream with open eyes
Snorting Line*

White snow piled high broken up into single filed lines, across her coccyx and snorted of her ***.
Rolling Up*

Swisher split; gutted out, stuffed back in with some indo trees. Tucked right in, pull it over lick the edge close it up & roast that ****!
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