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Edited by Emperor Bell:
3/27/2015 8:54:51 PM
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I'm high and wrote a poem
Its the smell of the light when she's gone
The light is dim and nobody is home
The tree smiles to see us where we are
But we arent where we are
He screams without a mouth to dream without a mind
The light is too dim to see
He has no face to face his fears but screams a word without his mouth
Turn it off for now its too dark to see
He'll be ok and we'll see the road
Well get home and be safe
Too safe for words but safe for me
She's gone but they're here instead
To be the light inside the dream
Awaken now and then you'll see
The dream is real as the tree can be
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This is very interesting to read at 7:55 the next morning, I'll say that.
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Well, you're high that's for sure.
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Well, it makes more sense than destiny's story line.
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1 ReplyIn a few hundred years children will be reading this kind of stuff in their English textbooks.
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1 ReplyGet high and write more
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Bro that was like soooooo deep man you should write a book
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Bruh...
