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Here Comes Me
I'm writing high for the last time tonight ... maybe for a long long time. Although I must admit, that every hit, has helped my meter and rhyme. They've given me words that come from the ether ... words that mean something deep. And at oft times, when the poetry was over, the drugs have helped me to sleep. Helped me to keep my mind straight ... though that saying seems somewhat ironic. But when you smoke your smokes, and you smoke that weed, being sober requires a tonic! I've said so many things when high, that I've sorta grown that frame of mind. My life changed over to a different setting, and now that I'm sober, I seem to find, Someone in me that's been caged in my head, just leaning back and watching the show. Having a laugh and taking a break, letting personality go for the go. But now, that different me knocks at the door, the one that's been waiting so long... He wants the chance to be me for a while, and to hold him back has been sorta wrong. He's just a little more responsible, just a little more refined and cool, He takes the time to think twice, before playing for the crowd, a fool. He's learned a lot from me that way. My many mistakes and my quick to give smile. He comes to the board with a lot more game, and he's bringing a lot of my style. I think as we walk down that hallway ... as I step to the shadows, and he, to the light. That we'll smile at one another, say, "Hey brother, I'll give it, you gave it, one hell of a fight." With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild 
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Here Comes Me I'm writing high for the last time tonight ... maybe for a long long time. Although I must admit, that every hit, has helped my meter and rhyme. They've given me words that come from the ether ... words that mean something deep. And at oft times, when the poetry was over, the drugs have helped me to sleep. Helped me to keep my mind straight ... though that saying seems somewhat ironic. But when you smoke your smokes, and you smoke that weed, being sober requires a tonic! I've said so many things when high, that I've sorta grown that frame of mind. My life changed over to a different setting, and now that I'm sober, I seem to find, Someone in me that's been caged in my head, just leaning back and watching the show. Having a laugh and taking a break, letting personality go for the go. But now, that different me knocks at the door, the one that's been waiting so long... He wants the chance to be me for a while, and to hold him back has been sorta wrong. He's just a little more responsible, just a little more refined and cool, He takes the time to think twice, before playing for the crowd, a fool. He's learned a lot from me that way. My many mistakes and my quick to give smile. He comes to the board with a lot more game, and he's bringing a lot of my style. I think as we walk down that hallway ... as I step to the shadows, and he, to the light. That we'll smile at one another, say, "Hey brother, I'll give it, you gave it, one hell of a fight." With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild
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Here Comes Me I'm writing high for the last time tonight ... maybe for a long long time. Although I must admit, that every hit, has helped my meter and rhyme. They've given me words that come from the ether ... words that mean something deep. And at oft times, when the poetry was over, the drugs have helped me to sleep. Helped me to keep my mind straight ... though that saying seems somewhat ironic. But when you smoke your smokes, and you smoke that weed, being sober requires a tonic! I've said so many things when high, that I've sorta grown that frame of mind. My life changed over to a different setting, and now that I'm sober, I seem to find, Someone in me that's been caged in my head, just leaning back and watching the show. Having a laugh and taking a break, letting personality go for the go. But now, that different me knocks at the door, the one that's been waiting so long... He wants the chance to be me for a while, and to hold him back has been sorta wrong. He's just a little more responsible, just a little more refined and cool, He takes the time to think twice, before playing for the crowd, a fool. He's learned a lot from me that way. My many mistakes and my quick to give smile. He comes to the board with a lot more game, and he's bringing a lot of my style. I think as we walk down that hallway ... as I step to the shadows, and he, to the light. That we'll smile at one another, say, "Hey brother, I'll give it, you gave it, one hell of a fight." With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild
"Hey brother, I'll give it, you gave it, one hell of a fight." <<<< this Mom is standing up with that look on her face,,, Kinda goes like this:::::: ((( Visual here )))) Eyes shed tears for a child re-born,,, Faith in him restored his shell,,,Hope sets in,, Reality you see,,, A fool my dear not to me,,,, Words felt deep,, Words brought tears,, to this Mom today,,, Some worst fears,,, I Stand with grace and dignity My child of Life,,, Mmmmmmmmm now you see,, Within your shell lives deep a child,, within your Soul a man was born.... 
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You are a brother in this fight and I am there for you. Welcome to the other side.
I'm proud of you! 
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(((Frozen)))
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i feel it...
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Lol... Thank you everybody.
Smiles for everyone! I am rather touched by the comments... Especially yours Miss LaMom... so good to see you, hope your day is going swell! |
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