From my Heart like soaked in blood, I charish you and all our love. The fire burns a green ember color like the elliptical night sky does when we catch a buzz. this is a poem from my heart like soaked in blood. Anxiety creeps and depression does. I wish it were and I wish it was. for now I'm Cheech with Chong in a bong so bitch it was love because when I write I rise above clubs. money to make my first million was. or will be, see me?? O.G. Academy with it easy like the summer breeze be..