High as a kite,
i'm floating much to my delight,
you know, we can fly higher,
freeing your mind is all that i require.
Take another hit and sink back into the chair,
just let it take you, back up in the air,
you can feel it all around, a warm sensation,
your rising back up to higher elevation.
And after our adventure we'll float all around,
Until we crash.
Laying there without any sound.
Author notes
i wrote this for my creative writing class. i had to start it with a cliche. i haven't done this in a while. still kinda rusty.
you likey?
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WOW this is rele good. you can almost feel that way. I rele like this poem.
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