“GOLDEN”

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II fell asleep on the floor with my thoughts,

Still drunk off those nips that II bought,

There’s bud in a fronto half rolled,

II feel my mind taking its toll,

And all these bright lights,

These wasted long nights,

Are making you harder to hold,

There’s few amongst men,

Yes, here now and then,

That were said, “to have been dipped in gold”,

What a story II fathomed,

How weary II thought,

When II imagined how each one was sold.

ELIIZAZOEY