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[aid] => mick
[title] => Hypo Makes You High
[time] => 2005-09-13 12:48:13
[hometext] => I wrote this poem when I was high so I'm sorry if there is any mistakes
[bodytext] => What the ***** You dumb retard You fat ***** Full of lard Why we hate And why we fight Startles me All through the night Under my skin A river flows Full of chemicals In my nose Hypo now Dialating my eyes Under my skin That river cries What is on In my brain Here in my hand A Magic cane White lines, four lines In front of me What's that noise? Oh, just a flea Where are we How'd we get to this place? Don't inject too fast It's not a race I bet you liked The patriotic part The one in this poem At the start Those who hate drugs Stop to read Drugs are great! They're what I need This high will last For a long time Hey look right there A friend with a dime If the cops come We'll run away If they do Then I guess we'll prey Hey you friend Let's roll one up Here's a blunt wrap Ashes in this cup My needle cries Seems filled with life My pain is gone No more strife Thanks to drugs I smile to my friend Then I start to frown When the high ends But this is HYPO It GETS YOU HIGH! It's dark outside I can't see with my eyes Can I see Or am I blind? Is it me? What's in my mind? I'm so tired Hungry for sleep Good night to all My hypo creeps. --Evan L.-- [comments] => 4 [counter] => 276 [topic] => 66 [informant] => thepos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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