Faircloth High In Chair
30 March, 2008
Author: Cody Christopher
Sitting here in this chair
Peace I will declare
Everybody is high
so I must join
The bulls can wait
for I don't know my fate
These glasses is a disguise
for I rest my lying eyes
People talk to me
but I don't talk back
For the respect they lack
it will all come back
As I join the gang
and do my thing
------- Author's Notes -------
We was all messed up 1 night and my buddy told me to write a poem about him, his life and what he was doing at the moment. What you thank? |
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| Puppet (71.202.113.80) -- Wednesday, September 24 2008, 07:20 am This is pretty tight. I like your sensibility of images. |
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