One More Hit


United States
35° 2' 50.8992" N, 81° 57' 51.8076" W

It's been a while since we've had our fix
Our release from this world were livin in
Our Place of solitude just to take that hit
To enter a dimension of ecstasy within.

We break down our problems
Roll up our ambitions
Inhale our passions
And exhale the trials of life.

As we take that last line, that last hit
She tells me she never wants to leave.
I stare into her eyes one last instance
As our souls leave our bodies in a gentle breeze.

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