Junkie Juliet

[Chet Starr]

Just got back of smoking weed in the back of a broke down car. After pissing on the car of course!

I thought "Damn I need some chips."

After thinking that, I wrote this, just a free verse poem.

Does the lighter spark my truth
or is weed rooted in pure evil
are we just high to hide life
simply just a escape to a bright light
Is the calm really real
do we still urge and fuss for the steel
say fuck the law but still have fear
tell me does it matter if I smoked crack
if you were my friend would you still have my back?
or do you think the drugs just infect me
til my face lines are from coke lines
the crystal rocks means sex tonight
the crystal rocks means a fight tonight
& crack rock hoes love to grab knifes
& that crack rock ho is sadly my wife
regret anything? nope I never could
book of my life should be called "Never Should"
and with the rise of a pipe I promise I bet
I'll smoke rocks all night with my junkie juliet

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