Stoners Poem
A poem about WeEd<3. My sweet Deadly Addiction..!
Oh the sweet smell of weed,
it is my personal, selfish Greed.
It's my other side of life,
and what's held me back from stabbing myself with a knife.
It's the cherry to a coke,
Oh does it feel good to toak!!
Its sweet deadly addiction,
is my fictional depiction.
Peace is found,
and war doesn't make one sound.
The world spins into a perfect Zen,
and you don't want it to Ever end.
Problems fade away,
and Trees begin to sway.
The sweet, rich taste rising into your mind,
and now you and weed are forever Intwined<3.
it is my personal, selfish Greed.
It's my other side of life,
and what's held me back from stabbing myself with a knife.
It's the cherry to a coke,
Oh does it feel good to toak!!
Its sweet deadly addiction,
is my fictional depiction.
Peace is found,
and war doesn't make one sound.
The world spins into a perfect Zen,
and you don't want it to Ever end.
Problems fade away,
and Trees begin to sway.
The sweet, rich taste rising into your mind,
and now you and weed are forever Intwined<3.
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