(virginia, usa)

What do you think this poem is about?

.... to blame

oh! my conscious
i'm being, being use
i have let my guard
down gutter for a few
i found myself burning
on my own caring

hmmm... it won't long
i get up, turn this bong
i can spin it around
like those funny clown
but i have to heal one
more time, i swear, it's mine

Submitted: Wednesday, December 28, 2011


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