Entry: Weed Wednesday, November 19, 2008



You know what they say about taking things for granted.
Don't you?
Like when you see this place for a thousand times,
You failed to see the blue of the sky. Shades.
Do you see?

I smoked weed. You know what it's like.
Heaven among clouds.
But I wasn't even that high.
I tried. Though it wasn't all that pretty that night.
You know why.
Coz only I know, I lied.

So you think you can understand.
A life of a junkie. No frills, seriously.
Actually what I needed, is just a silly game.
Of love, of life, of you.
And of course, a place where kids never die.



Backdated: Nov 18 2008

Twistedwithin.It's good and bad.To be back.
To where I don't belong.Yet.

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