White powder lookin like snow ewwwwwwwwww resting peacfully on my desk sniff! snort ewwwwwwwwwwwww feelin so good tweak! hola ever hit i take i exhale that white powder 10 hits smokin crack 9 joints to start it off 8 beers to get straight fucked 7 i am here 6 hours later still fucked up 5 ciggarets yet to last 4 lines of crak snowballed inside my nose 3 grams of weed yet to roll 2 colt 45 craddling in my arms 1 24 of bud not yet opend on a jorney to the liqor store listnen to doors i slamed on the floor walkin out the door wrecking my heart to the core str8up im so wreked today bits of yesterday seem to fade yesterday feels like today the effects stung me today with a rippling twitch hacking n couging jus really fucked up this morning red eyes pale face look at me str8 fucked ewwwwwwwwwww highway to hell
Reason for writing:
this poem suxs dont it, annyway this is true from last night n i cant seem to make poems right now! mt eyes are still red ahhhhhhhhh
Birth sign: Aries
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