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Think you have a good friend.
Mind just seems to twist and bend.
Ride high, that fluffy cloud.
Like the music real loud.
Stay away from people crowds.
Feet just dont click on the sound.
Thoughs are really not profound.
Cant keep a story line.
Memory went down the sink drain crime.
Whats really on your mind?????
Paranoid to every mouse sound.
Bust time, who is the clown.
Cry to sleep in a tear fear dream.
Maybe the high was lost to life.
Confusion of the young lost minds.
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CLOUD BREAK BABY

Contributed by poewhit on Thursday, 14th September 2006 @ 12:23:41 AM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse

Down that same road again.
Think you have a good friend.
Mind just seems to twist and bend.
Ride high, that fluffy cloud.
Like the music real loud.
Stay away from people crowds.
Feet just dont click on the sound.
Thoughs are really not profound.
Cant keep a story line.
Memory went down the sink drain crime.
Whats really on your mind?????
Paranoid to every mouse sound.
Bust time, who is the clown.
Cry to sleep in a tear fear dream.
Maybe the high was lost to life.
Confusion of the young lost minds.

Copyright © poewhit ... [ 2006-09-14 00:23:41]
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Re: CLOUD BREAK BABY (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 26th September 2006 @ 11:26:40 PM AEST
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Very moving, thought provoking write.
huggs,
emy

Re: CLOUD BREAK BABY (User Rating: 1 )
by ediii on Thursday, 16th November 2006 @ 05:35:00 PM AEST
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the kind of poetry that makes you pause and think. weed can be awesome and terribly miserable.ive been thru similar experience if i got the meaning of your poem right. its a great write.
edi

Re: CLOUD BREAK BABY (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Thursday, 25th January 2007 @ 09:02:19 PM AEST
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Ahhh that is a sad alley, a sad way to go. Some folks, drugs/medications work for...some they do not...and there are some things that folks just should not do. I am a believer of ..every adult should be able to ingest what they want in their own systems in the privacy of their own homes. I do not understand though some of the youth of today and the things they will do to get "high" . Thanks to that ya gotta show your driver's license at Wal-Mart to get canned air for the computer. Anywho, rambling again.
Peace, Laura

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