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[aid] => mick
[title] => Drugs, Love, And My Soul
[time] => 2004-10-18 02:28:51
[hometext] => This is like three short poems I wanted to post tonight but can only post one more they are about drugs, love, and one is about my self in way
[bodytext] => 1: A bad one This poem is about the other night a true event I went out with some friends A few nights ago Like typical friends of mine They were smoking weed and what not I got bored and took a hit from a pipe I guess it was to remind me why I quit But mostly to make out with this girl Her tongue was pierced It was fun Then the high got me At first faintly and distinctly Like crypto usually does I mean it was good for a while really good But then it just got bad Man there is nothing like being sober Just days after I quit I started Feeling like a super hero With super memory It was like hey where are my keys Here they are in my pocket And I parked over there The sober life is the life to live There comes a point Where you just get bored with Doing drugs also 2: Love poem not love poem Like this is a love poem but sort of not a love poem I do love you 7 Of that there is no doubt in my mine I still wonder if you love me Because the times you say you do To me are few I mean I understand perfectly If you are still going Through some things I just wish you would be Honest with me You won’t lose me I promise Like I have said before I love you no matter what 3: Waves and the ocean My soul is not a place Of tranquil waters Like the eyes of a storm It can appear to be calm But inside I am filled With crashing dashing Thousand foot waves That swallow boats whole And has no survivors Much like love It’s pure and captive But free in the same My spirit is restless As my body sleeps But when I wake The restlessness creeps And haunts me during the day I guess everyone has something That just will not let go [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Doriens_Picture [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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