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Kids With Drugs-2
Kids with drugs,
it's like their
being ripped apart
by blades of a knife.
They slowly die
from their wounds.
Their souls drain
like blood from
torn vessels.
Their lives end.
Maybe not today
maybe not tomorrow,
but they eventually do.
Do we even try
to make it stop?
Just ...
Saturday 28th April 2012 6:07 pm
Kids With Drugs
Kids with drugs
being ripped apart
by blades of a knife.
Their lives end.
Do we even try
to make it stop?
Just getting by
each day,
have we lost sight?
Wednesday 4th April 2012 5:06 pm
In Times of Trouble
In times of trouble,
they need me.
In times of peace,
they can't stand me.
In times of trouble,
they say, "I love
you Mom."
In times of peace,
they would rather die
than admit this.
In times of trouble,
they come to me
for advice.
In times of peace
th...
Tuesday 7th February 2012 7:44 pm
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