![]() Mornings Like ThisA Poem by Tamika Finley
Awake to Wiz Khalifa's voice.
Would love to roll a joint. Allow my mind to float freely. I just want to feel free. Old days where I would roll up some OG Kush or Purple Haze. Find myself walking to the park, looking at the streets through a daze. Mornings like this is all the mornings I seek. The herb helps expose me to me, so I guess that it's just me I seek. I fell in love with the me that I would begin to see. The old me, I guess, I just miss. Mornings like this, I guess, I just miss.
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Added on December 27, 2015 Last Updated on December 27, 2015 Author![]() Tamika FinleyDetroit, MIAboutI am from Detroit, Michigan but I'll be moving to Florida to start my college experience in the fall. I love to read and write, listen to music, laugh. Sex and the city, Dexter and that 70's show are .. more..Writing
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