The sky it was gold, it was rose
I was taking sips of it through my nose
And I wish I could get back there
Some place back there
Smiling in the pictures you would take
Doing crystal myth
Will lift you up until you break
It won't stop
I won't come down, I keep stock
With a tick-tock rhythm and a bump for the drop
And then I bumped up
I took the hit I was given
Then I bumped again
And then I bumped again, I said
Sadly enough, those were the best times of my life thus far. Sometimes I wish I could visit those memories if just for mere moments and remember, despite how high I may have been, the raw emotion of the entire experience.
I was taking sips of it through my nose
And I wish I could get back there
Some place back there
Smiling in the pictures you would take
Doing crystal myth
Will lift you up until you break
It won't stop
I won't come down, I keep stock
With a tick-tock rhythm and a bump for the drop
And then I bumped up
I took the hit I was given
Then I bumped again
And then I bumped again, I said
Sadly enough, those were the best times of my life thus far. Sometimes I wish I could visit those memories if just for mere moments and remember, despite how high I may have been, the raw emotion of the entire experience.
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acacia:
I noticed you quoted Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind in your "About Me." I think that's great. I love that movie and I love that line. 
immortalizer:
great poetry, you should come check read at a poetry venue sometime