Cannabis

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Inhale me.

Breathe me in.

Fall under my trance

I'll make all the sad feelings disappear.

Baby, put down the knife.

Pick up a pipe.

Hun, give your

Sliced up wrists and

Butchered thighs

A break.

Hit that bong like

Its a breathing treatment.

Sweetheart, don't cry.

Feel the flick of your Bic

And drink til you can't see right.

We all need a wonderland to remind us what is real.

And this baby,

This is real.

Once you are under the influence of my psychedelic smoke,

Your feelings will intensify,

I will help you think,

And i'll calm your pretty little mind.

You'll speak of me in covert code.

So the non-users can continue

Taking shit up the ass.

We will forever be known while were

Running wild among all the stars.

High as fuck.

In this compelling hell...

Invite me in,

And I will stay.

My scent will linger on your old flannels,

And worn out jeans.

My paraphernalia will blanket

The streets once you share me with your friends.

Let  me stay,

And I will bring you life,

And enhance the way you see your crummy,

Depressing life.

Your heart shall stay on me.

Don't listen to the others

When they say

"Try this" or

"Try that"

They'll ruin you.

Hurt you.

And even kill you.

I'm bad for you,

Yet so much better than them.

I'll improve you.

They'll destroy you.

Promise me tomorrow starts with you

Getting high.

Be with me.

Forever i will be,

Your eternal happiness.