![]() MarijuanaA Poem by Victoriana
I feel it crawl up
in my mind and Throw many soft
pillows around there And there i fall
again, again..
The halo out of
smoke around my head Am I becoming saint
to feel so light? My green green
pleasure, Come show me the
road back to heaven..
Soothing joy made by
nature, Bringing me right
between sky and the earth Sweet swinging
horse, Ride me into the
endless fog
Let's play, come
play, come play..
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2 Reviews Added on September 22, 2016 Last Updated on May 7, 2017 Tags: marijuana, writing, experiment, simplejoys, freetime, smoking Author
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