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 Nov 2011 Wes
Kingafroninjaa
Drugs.
 Nov 2011 Wes
Kingafroninjaa
One puff.
I know I shouldn't be doing this
I'm just going to regret it
I thought I was strong enough to resist
But he makes me feel so good..
This will be the last time.. I promise..
Two puffs.
I don't want to stop
The peak of nirvana is suddenly tangible
I can feel him creeping inside of me
I have to make this one last
This will be the last time..  I promise..
Three puffs.
Can this be real?
I can feel your warmth next to me
My fantasy has become my reality
Is this the happiness that I've been looking for?
I'm happy now.. I  promise..
Four puffs .
Why is everything going back to normal?
What's going on with us?
Weren't we just happy moments ago?
I can feel it slipping away..
Please don't leave.. I'm sorry..
Five puffs.
Where did it all go..
 Feb 2011 Wes
Jane Austen
This little bag I hope will prove
To be not vainly made —
For, if you should a needle want
It will afford you aid.
And as we are about to part
T'will serve another end,
For when you look upon the Bag
You'll recollect your friend.

— The End —