Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Smoke

While I smoke
You take a toke
Your vision becomes blurred
My words are unheard
For with the drugs
Along come the shrugs
Because you don't care
You don't need to share
Your thoughts or decisions
You have provisions
While I smoke
Ignored are the words that I spoke
Your vision becomes blurred
I wish my pain could be cured
But with your drugs
That fill your lungs
Your heart you can't bare
Nothing can be fair.

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