Weed - Poem by marina mongillo
Where are you? I'm weak and need you to rejoice
I can hear you calling my name, the distant voice
I crave you and in search for you i will find
Without you my head back plays and everything rewinds
However you are remotly there but not fully
Your a fake, only smoke and mirrors
I can't relie on you any longer
Without you i will be smarter and stronger
Digest my thoughts and i taste my fear
You will no longer control me, i have the wheel to steer
I don't enjoy the way you make me feel
It takes to long for the weird feeling to heal.
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