Maryjane

by michael shriver   Apr 15, 2008


She is the first love of my life,
she keeps me going on.
she gives me a beautiful high,
feels like nothings wrong.

her name is the one of Maryjane,
you all know who she is.
i love how she is alway the same,
because she never gets Pissed.

i hear the anger words come out,
from your mouth i can't take you.
Maryjane helps me think about,
taking your words and lets me go.

she lets me take care of all my problems,
and will never complain.
she takes me to the sky,
and releases the pain.

nothing compare to a love like her,
a woman just so sweet.
her buds just feel like fur,
oh so tasty something you could eat.

but now she is cashed and gone,
thats sad i need a healer.
I'll just move on,
and go buy some off my dealer.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Meme

    Hey good poem
    keep on writing
    5/5 :)

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