I think GC should make a sub forum for poetry. I know that something very strange just happened to my brain I'm either feeling very good or else I am insane I read about the seeds of doubt are starting to grow wild So I intervene onto the scene with the innocence of a child. And it's love she brings No, that i can't deny With her wings, I can learn to fly THC I listen to the government, thier words are ugly sounds No matter how hard they try, I won't let them bring me down They tell me that its dangerous, where did that fact come from? I would love to answer your question but I have to dodge a Boston marathon bomb And it's love she brings No, that I can't deny With her wings, I can learn to fly THC