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Wednesday, November 11, 2015

"This High"




"THIS High"


by Arcassin Burnham 


I try to make sense of it all,

keeps slipping through my fingers, 

watch the barriers I created just fall,

emotions in the air as it lingers,

it's too late if you read this, 

But this time while this high keeps
me down to earth,
I shall prevail, 
I shall succeed, 
in,

Getting rid of this anxiety, 

take me lord I belong to you now,

I'm distant from my memories, 

but I'm glad I'm high now.

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