High Poem by Grayson Givens
High
Shooting up dreams
In my arm
getting hazy
Like the animaniacs
Pain is greater
in the sky
so high
I am flying
with stars
Night tarifs
more often
sleeping less
becoming Looney
Like the toons
Never came back to earth
Always been in the cloud of haze
laying down phases
in this maze
sorrow is ripping me
down
Drowning my style
I am so fly
I am in the sky
I am so haze that
the maze is a daze
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4/19/2024 11:45:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
i like this poem a lot you should message me so we can talk again maybe i can help with some of the pain.. ;)