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Poem Details
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| Title: | manic high |
| Author: | Ray |
| Date Submitted: | 5/12/2011 |
| Email: | Rayneman1982@msn.com |
| Poem: |
head spinning, mind racing, thoughts churning in my head. Turn on the radio and the songs play only for me, warning me and guiding me. Im on top of the world, now connected to all that ever was all that will be. the signs are everywhere but only i can see. They tell me im acting strange they say i need my meds. They just dont understand whats happening in my head. This feeling is amazing, im special, theres nothing i cant do. If i chose to i could pluck the moon for you. Everythings alive and its alive for me. Why do i need meds when its you who cant see?... |