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A/N: Hey Guys.

This is a new poem I wrote 2 days ago, the character in this poem is kinda based on the rapper G-Eazy.  I'm kinda obsessed with him at the moment, been listening to his music pretty much everyday. 

I hope you guys like the poem, if you do then please don't forget to VOTE & COMMENT! :)

@smokeupthe-moon.


He found himself on a roof top,

In the Big Apple, somewhere between

The skyscrapers and lanes of loud traffic,

The night was a peaceful time, nobody standing


On the ledge, pretending to get too close to the edge.


His hair slicked back and his mouth pursed,

He took a toke and relaxed, closing his eyes,

The toxin never took him to such amazing

Highs. A black leather jacket hugging his body,


To keep him from the cold, that was his signature

Thing, the boy could never leave his house without

It or a bottle of Jack, the loneliness ate at his brain, his heart becoming

Too cold to break, always with him, the jacket and Liquor he would 


Take. 


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