Base FreeA Poem by The High PoetA poem about drugs and all the craziness that goes along with the life of the addict.Base Free
The first time you try it everything changed The fear starts growing, who’s at the door Just one more hit, then I will sit Thoughts invade, there must be one more
© Jordan Mandic 2009
© 2010 The High PoetAuthor's Note
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19 Reviews Added on March 9, 2009 Last Updated on April 8, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorThe High PoetGuelph, Guelph, CanadaAboutOnce I ran and hid my face Scared to face my disgrace Always running no way out Now I stand and shout THESE ARE MY RHYMES! When I write it's like I have tapped into some kind of creative ener.. more..Writing
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