I told myself I didn't care
That her life was her choice
Here am I screaming pain
When she screamed a different tone,
She didn't care about her life
And what's about to happen
she open her Eyes.
Realizing life wasn't worth this pain
She did for the last time.
I told myself she was going crazy!
But the truth is I was going instance
Thinking she would actually care
About the people around her
When the drugs were clouding
Everything around her.
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Weapons Aren't the Only Thing that Kills
PoetryI don't know what you want me to say about this book... it's sad & I write sad shit... sometimes it can be good, sometimes it isn't? I don't really know... this book is for free writing my feelings on my bad days & my good days... so be ready for ra...
