Till It's Gone

by Bamachick - Taurus

Light it up.
 Take it in.
Smoke it up.
 This bitch is a sin!
Feelin so good.
 So right.
It's the shit.
 Makin it feel so right.
Rollin it all up.
 Lickin it before you roll it.
Got that fiii.
 Keep you higher than an airplane.
Need her in ya system.
 Feel so wrong with out her.
  In your system.
Smoke it till it's gone.
Light it up.
 Take a puff.
  And feel this.

Reason for writing:

    Mary Jane..wut else is there???    

Birth sign: Taurus
Date created: 2006-02-28 17:42:48
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:58
Poem ID: 71229

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