SurgeryA Poem by ImperfectXmeIts about weed and blunts..dont worry i dont smoke anymore lol its just in my head A cigarillo who's insides have been gutted out, Fixed as marijuana fills his body, And surgery soaks his wounds and binds his loose ends like an envelope, But no longer a cigarillo but a blunt, because his inhabitants changed his name and his internal parts too, forced to doom he burns slowly, And every time he is inhaled his execution arrives soon, hes passed in circles,and the cycle repeats till his light is all burnt out. © 2012 ImperfectXme |
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Added on July 20, 2012 Last Updated on July 20, 2012 AuthorImperfectXmeBoston, MAAboutIm 17, Hispanic(puertorican/Dominican) Born in the slums of Boston,Ma...Changing for the better and nothing but poetry helped me get through the hard times////Facebook..Wilson Brea Twitter: Imperfect.. more..Writing
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