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Hypo Makes You High

Contributed by thepos on Tuesday, 13th September 2005 @ 12:48:13 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



What the *****
You dumb retard
You fat *****
Full of lard
Why we hate
And why we fight
Startles me
All through the night
Under my skin
A river flows
Full of chemicals
In my nose
Hypo now
Dialating my eyes
Under my skin
That river cries
What is on
In my brain
Here in my hand
A Magic cane
White lines, four lines
In front of me
What's that noise?
Oh, just a flea
Where are we
How'd we get to this place?
Don't inject too fast
It's not a race
I bet you liked
The patriotic part
The one in this poem
At the start
Those who hate drugs
Stop to read
Drugs are great!
They're what I need
This high will last
For a long time
Hey look right there
A friend with a dime
If the cops come
We'll run away
If they do
Then I guess we'll prey
Hey you friend
Let's roll one up
Here's a blunt wrap
Ashes in this cup
My needle cries
Seems filled with life
My pain is gone
No more strife
Thanks to drugs
I smile to my friend
Then I start to frown
When the high ends
But this is HYPO
It GETS YOU HIGH!
It's dark outside
I can't see with my eyes
Can I see
Or am I blind?
Is it me?
What's in my mind?
I'm so tired
Hungry for sleep
Good night to all
My hypo creeps.


--Evan L.--





Copyright © thepos ... [ 2005-09-13 12:48:13]
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Re: Hypo Makes You High (User Rating: 1 )
by allowanceofthoughts on Tuesday, 13th September 2005 @ 12:59:58 PM AEST
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Very interesting. And yet sad. Drugs take so much pain away, but why escape what is only so real. Good poem though. Nicely Done!


Re: Hypo Makes You High (User Rating: 1 )
by GurLG0nEWr0ng on Tuesday, 13th September 2005 @ 02:04:28 PM AEST
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I likey!


Re: Hypo Makes You High (User Rating: 1 )
by GurLG0nEWr0ng on Tuesday, 13th September 2005 @ 02:04:29 PM AEST
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I likey!


Re: Hypo Makes You High (User Rating: 1 )
by Rxqueen on Wednesday, 14th September 2005 @ 09:08:37 AM AEST
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very random. Many great artistic works have been inspired when people were under the influence. Like Edgar Alle Poe with Absinthe... but to me this seemed a little too drugged out. Maybe because the drugs I like are downers and this made me feel craked out and paranoid. but as long as you had fun writing it that is all that matters. XOXO




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