blow
give to me the tools of my trade
a straw, a plate, and a razorblade
so perfect and careful i must be
a line for you and a line for me
in through my nose, what a wonderful feeling
words can't describe this absolute healing
bliss is sold in bags by the gram
to people like me who don't give a damn
powdery white like new fallen snow
when i dream of heaven, i dream of blow
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Interesting
Interesting topic, good rhyming and rhythm. Just hope your prepared for the consequences.
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Addiction is not something you ask for, it is a disease, it is enigmatic.
That is why poetry is of utmost importance to the understanding of addiction.
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This was serious...powerful poem if you ask me and I agree,flows really well...I've tried it before,but didn't like the feeling,I'm more of a weed guy lol...
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Funny :) They say there is
Funny :)
They say there is no hope in dope.
Thanks for the positive feedback.
Haha I know wuchu mean! I'm
Haha I know wuchu mean! I'm not addicted, but I have done it quite a few times. I like the way this one flows. It has a simple meaning, but it is a very complicated style 4 most younger poets. I like it.
Blow!...Your nose.
This was really concise and a quick and effective way to let people into a way of life that is both admittedly destructive and yet also somehow a phsychological getaway.I too feel like Art is the best way to comprehend a mind that is completely enveloped within it's own emotion. It's a wonder so many artists are self-absorbed asses.