Four twenty post.
I feel the 420 ghost.
She's calling to me.
"Set your mind free!"
Hearing her call.
I sharpen, what was dull.
My senses heighten as I begin.
Forgetting all my sins.
Instead, getting lost within.
The love residing in my spirit.
With her influence, I can now hear it.
Lifted now as I write these words.
Not caring who might think its absurd.
The herb and I, is mine to decide.
To curve the lie, I'm not going to hide.
Out in the open.
My hearts words are spoken.
Four twenty, I got mad love for you.
You connect me with all that is true!
-Instincts-
"it's not about what you know, it's about what you feel. Listen to your Instincts!"
About the Creator
Instincts
Writing since the age of 7. My soul longs to put pen to paper and cast my melodies into the air. I am here to remind you of yourself and all the greatness within you. I am here to remind you of your Instincts. Listen to your Instincts!
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