Everyone and Me, Getting High

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about drugs and the mixing of drugs.

Submitted: March 08, 2010

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I pop mister yellow, and happiness takes me-
Swallow the blue, and the sadness breaks-
I mix the greens with beer, illusions I can see-
The orange one is suppose to cure my insanity-
Oh, everyone and me popin' pills, eating for thrills.

I chop it up, so fine, like a dusty glaze of snow-
I snort up all the blow, I gotta make lie a show-
I'm in with the flow, down with the groove, y'know?
The line I snort I chop it fine, drift through the days.
Oh, everyone and me snortin' coke, live the thrills.

I roll it up, a little joint that balances my entirity-
I chomp on the stems, throwing me into trances-
I mix it with the coke, pop a few pills for more fun-
Happiness is overdosing, I want that to die high-
Oh, everyone and me is getting super duper high!


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