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My Heroin...

If flowers
were drugs...
I would be
high all the time...
The sweet nectar
flowing through my viens...
The gentle fergrance
as my fumes...
Their bright vibrant color
as my eyes...
Their long tall structure
as my body...
Til the flower is pulled away...
I regain thought...
My drug has worn off...





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through_my_eyes said...
Oct. 7, 2010 at 3:48 pm

Haha, very creative :D

The connections you've made are very interesting. It makes your poem unique. Not many people would relate flowers to drugs. Their worlds apart, and you comparing them just makes it stand out even more!

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