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sarah-procak
sarah-procak
Some people, have a beautiful way with words.
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May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 10:42 AM UTC
Untitled
I never knew what it was like To feel so ******* betrayed Until I met you All my secrets, All your lies Flooded to the surface The day you turned your back on me You are the reason I do not trust
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May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
Backstabber
He asks me ‘what’s wrong’ And I was almost stupid enough To let him in & tell him everything But I know he does not give a **** Because he only notices me when I'm naked
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May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 10:32 AM UTC
Naked
I feel so **** guilty Because I love Mary Jane She makes me feel so high She takes away the pain She is not a drug She is considered my friend She’s always been there for me She’s here until the end I will continue to get high Because I love the way she feels She makes me feel so different She makes me feel so real So thank you Mary Jane For always being here You’re my girl forever Please, never disappear
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC
My Girl
I wake up & I smoke It gets dark & I drink I lay by myself & I cry & I hate myself more and more each day
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
Every Day
He is different And it hurts me to say That he’s not the same anymore It’s like he’s gone away His eyes are bloodshot, And his wrists are cut He’s like a walking zombie And he doesn’t say much I try to get him to talk To let me know how he feels But he always shuts me out This pain is just too real He doesn’t want to live But he doesn’t want to die He likes the hell he lives in And I don’t know why He loves the needle And the pain that comes with it I’ll never understand The pieces just don’t fit What happened to him? The loving boy he used to be Dope is his life now He doesn’t notice me It’s time I move on Cause I can’t watch him die I cannot fight this for him Lord knows I’ve tried I wish him well And I hope he recovers Because no matter what You’ll always be my brother.
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 12:53 PM UTC
Needle over Me
I sit here in a room full of students And I talk to no one I feel as if everybody looks right through me I sit here drowning in my depression And the students look at me As if I were going crazy I’m not blaming them I feel as if I’ve lost myself No one tries to come to my rescue But why would they? I’m too far gone
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC
My Life