The drug under the man's tongue
Sponging the drugs bitter taste
Their eyes began to space
Their mind spaced, laced with the drug
Their legs began to numb to their waist
They looked around seeing colors
The surroundings multicolored
One of the men screamed
They seemed to be dreaming
On a small husky was a face
Big lips with a little gruff
He seemed to have enough
Enough of this high he was only bluffing right?
Then he looked at himself
Among us
Aren't we quite sus
Then a man walked up
His eyes interrupted his face
Replace, brace erased me
Then it stopped
And then the high dropped
And the it shocked
The high is gone.
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12 Different Poems
PoetryMy English teacher asked us to make 12 different poems giving us a choice if we want to make them all come together or not. At first I couldn't decide, I didn't know if these poems should really matter but as I re-read them they all have something...
