drugs
they're funny,
but not always
like that.
they're laughing,
but sometimes
its hard.
it's so touching
to see them
collapse.
i'd stop them,
but they would
get mad.
they're diving
so deep;
they can't breathe.
they're gasping
for air -
getting weed.
they're flying
above,
in the skies.
they're here,
but really-
they're gone.
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