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high & happy for 4 to 6 hours
by Olivia Weinkeinsilly willy,
i'm just trying to cope.
atleast i'm not out
smoking dope.
you say popping pills
is of the same devil.
but how would you know
you're not on my level.
and silly willy
you're kind of the reason
or maybe it's because it's
the dying season or maybe
it's because i'm tired of
being sad, or maybe,
just maybe
it's because i can.
i don't really know, i don't
ask any questions, & i don't
need any more of your
suggestions about what i should
do instead of doing this,
but i still love you silly willy
with a hug & a kiss. 11/04/2012 Author's Note: :X and :O
Posted on 11/05/2012
Copyright © 2024 Olivia Weinkein
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by David Maurice on 11/05/12 at 02:38 AM It's hard to explain this feeling, but you got it. Been there, though she wasn't named willy. |
| Posted by David Maurice on 11/05/12 at 02:39 AM also, your middle stanza is the best thing I've read all week. |
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