Way Way Way Out There

Don’t blow my high…                                   “I’m in the zone babeeeeee!”                      Something my older like wise said.         Eyes red…                                                       Glossy like pearl essence.                           Barely even looking at me.                         To get up off the couch.                               He looked like…                                             Well…

Like he needed some help.                         Nah…                                                               Not likely…                                                     He got up off the potato in one sneeze.    I should have known.                                 He’s a soldier just like me.                          He was just high as high can be.              We…..

Don’t blow my high babeeeeee!

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