CrackMan
Cracked hands
Crack rock in handsPuts the pipe to the crack of his mouthHes a crack manHe lights it upAnd Inhales deepAbout to go on a binge3 days, no sleepBrain releasesThat dopamineEuphoriaMind at easeSlowly losing the touch with life's realityNo appetiteAudible hallucinationsBalance is vertigoTwitching and shakingBeen 10 minutesHigh is diminishingTime for a another hitTime to replenish itCracked handsCrack rock in handsPuts the pipe to the crack of his mouthHes a crack man.
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LOVELOVELOVE this poem.... it is actually quite similar to my style.... Loved it...
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Thank you. Thank you I appreciate the feedback -sonofsun5211â—â—â—
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I love wordplay and raw truth, very clever.
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Good work sweetie
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