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Weed Head
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Gleechumber PM
A poem about how addicted I am, which I didn't realise until recently.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 35 - Published: 09-10-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2413305
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Weed Head

Whenever I am angry,
Every time I cry,
And everywhere I go,
Dammit, I want it.

However life is going,
Even when it's great,
And every waking day,
Dammit, I want it.

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