My Addiction To Drugs

The ink I taste in order to mess up my mind and clear it byinhaling an idea.
To no longer be on earth... To go to my own planet...
Where people like us don't have to worry about how crazy the world can be.
To be high by rolling the paper and slipping in blue, black, or any form of colorful words to mess up my vision.
To allow my eyes to be stuck on paper because white will be the only thing I will be able to see.
To smoke a joint which is my home and realize that all around me has been worked for and be ever so happy to be alive..
To pass the blunt of crystal clear words and they will be patient to get the high sensation..
To have someone say pass me all the liquor of words that god gave me to hope that it can be someone else's salvation.
That will roll off my tongue for the past, present, and future generations.
My favorite drug is to be stoned on sense and still keep going.
To lay in bed and laugh at the joy and enjoy the way life can be where we all have knowledge of knowing.
This drug I need more and I hope I can share it with you because I know I gotta have it.
I am so high right now...
I am such an addict......

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