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Nov 2019
i sit in a room
with a parent i barely know
addicted to the pills
scent of cigarette
you promise you will come
but then a minute before
you have some crazy excuse
they say the high is fun
im not laugh am i
but you didn't care
you were to busy
popping your pills
but you left us behind  
those pills got you
didn't they
cause you cant stop
popping your pills
Melanie Jackson
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Melanie Jackson  20/F/corning ny
(20/F/corning ny)   
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