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Sitting at my desk
Pen at hand
A song lulls in
I snap to attention
I smile
And you laugh
I forgot you were here
I laugh along
A cloud of smoke envelopes us
Our eyes are burning red
We cough and wheeze
Still laughing
Going on for ten minutes
The only thing straight here is my pen
We laugh once more
Then we black out.
- by Foetus Corruptus |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/04/2009 |
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- Title: Blister Brain
- Artist: Foetus Corruptus
- Description: Well, this is a poem that I wrote about all the times that I got high. It's about a person who's high in their bedroom, and they're sitting at their desk, trying to write a story. Their friend then turns on the radio, and because they're both high, they just start laughing randomly. They begin to cough and choke, but they start laughing right after. The one person makes a joke, they laugh one more time, and then they pass out. =) Enjoy, and please tell me what you think of my poem!! <3
- Date: 04/04/2009
- Tags: blister brain
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- skye ariel-night sparrow - 04/13/2009
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