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Cloud Nine

The hold I cannot explain The constant urge The wonderful numbing high That tops every cloud up above in the sky The need for the next bag Before the come down gets any stronger Hopefully ten, twenty minutes or just a little bit later who is going to keep me from waiting any longer? Every bag seems to bring me in deeper just look at me know..... I think this high is a keeper!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 12/1/2008 11:21:00 PM
yeaaah booooy, feel you, rare can a poet write about w in their poetry and be so intense about it, great poem and bought back memorys. thanks for sharing.
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