idk p.o.dA Poem by JeSSei love feelin blaszed in the ways that no humen can unda stand the feel of flight like im so high im leavein humen land anotha puff and the P.O.D be coming man feels like death sit behind me watching while we holding hands damn it man aint no way im a humen man iv over done things that no humen can washed out trees like i was an avalanch wild man fire man smoke a tree like i smoke them haters b its horrid speech but im a leach for that indo treat © 2011 JeSSe |
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Added on September 14, 2011 Last Updated on September 14, 2011 AuthorJeSSeTucson, AZAboutIt's been 10 years since I've been on here! it feels good to be back. more..Writing
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