Awakening

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Its the feeling you get when you smoke for the first time.

Submitted: May 21, 2015

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The flavor of colors demolish my eyes. Every rushing vain in my body is slim and slowing down. My broken eye's are seeing the things I wanna believe. The dreams I will never succeed. It's time to hit them hard until my lungs are scarred. My vision is blurry and the only thing I can feel is her tongue down my throat. Blowing the raw smoke from her breath. My lips stealing it away like devil takes the death. I'm stuck in slow motion but who know, I could be over with everything. Stuck in the seat thinking to myself if I have feet. I'm not lost I know where to be. Sorry babe but i'm afraid its not with you I must speak. I'm gonna do what I want and thats to be me. The only thing left is to come roll with me.


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