Midnight TokerA Poem by Joey MartinezSitting on my rooftop smoking a blunt Trying to rid of these negative emotions that love to hunt But nights like these are the ones I tend to remember As I sit back and spark the blunt to engulf its ember These negative thoughts can drive me crazy They clutter my mind and make it hazy I am a late night marijuana smoker A troubled midnight toker © 2014 Joey Martinez |
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Added on October 16, 2014 Last Updated on October 16, 2014 Author
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