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How High, Was I?

[center]World of Spiders

I cut some up
and rolled it.
I laid in my bed,
and hit it.

Just me,
and Mary-J
hand in hand.
To every pull I made,
I was transported
to another land.

In my room, way at the corner
I spot some hairy legs, oh a spider!
It begun it's way towards me,
and stared at me, interestingly.

Stop looking at me,
you dumb spider.
I said, as I lit my spliff
with my lighter.

Suddenly, this fucking spider,
begun multiplying.
They all crowded up above,
destroying my ceiling.

My walls faded away,
and crumbled.
My room was no more,
the skies above me rumbled.

Go Away!
You Stupid pest.
But they didn't,
they all just gathered around my bed.

Out of no where,
came this big ass, monster looking,
tarantula.
I stared at it,
it stared back,
all I said, was "Hola"

Out of fear, I blurted out,
wanna take a hit?
It answered me saying,
I stopped smoking that shit.

I looked on,
and begun to wonder.
Ponder
"Where am I?"
It's reply was "World of Spiders"
Hmmm, okay, don't freak out me,
it's Alright.

I guess
it was obvious.
With glittered spider webs,
all around us.

I nodded as I
took another puff.
I'm starting to see things,
I should stop smoking this stuff.

I woke up in my room,
disoriented, and blurred sight.
You don't have to tell me,
I knew, I was way too fucking High![/center]

Written by PsychicApocalypse

(Darker Half)

Published 8th Sep 2013

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