Rollin up the mind. From the back to the front.
Its about that time to smoke it with words so blunte.
Releasin creativity into the fog. Lickin it shut.
Sealed I break for wind. This is gonna be fun.
All the lingerin issues. Ready to be sorted.
Settled right now. Puffin on the distorted.
The vision of clouds risin up. Clear my day.
Takin on a ride is the built up b.s. n carried away.
Bye bye roamin guestures. I'm makin room.
Deleted by the smell is the funk never to soon.
Wrapped n blazin. Chokin towards the hemoes.
This ones goin the distance with fadin echoes.
As high as the sky n deep as the lungs.
Holdin in the toke worth the moments numb.
Yeah, thats it. Rest in peice of memories easin back.
Down to the burnin finger tips turnin black.
I'm deep. Losin reallities balance once again.
N it feels good to slowly inhance.
Further than I've been in a minute. Woof.
I'm off the stable side of my boundaries cush.
Tore the fuck up. Imma jus sit n be silent.
Jus me n a driftin daydream. Climbin in n hidin.
"MY LITTLE PIECE OF .COM"
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Wrapped n blazin
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