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Jun 2013
She
She smokes her cigarettes
and goes away in a strange place once midnight hits
she takes slow drags off her glass pipe
and falls away from the earth.
She thinks of all the places she dreams of being besides this basement
She thinks of all the boys who use to ******* to her when she was hot.
But the demon inside the pipe has stolen away all of her dreams
and her looks.
She pulls out her driveway and wonders
"what the **** am I doing "
but she follows the yellow dotted lines
to the corner of the grocery store
parks in the back
and waits for her glistening little sack.
She always liked crystals the way they sparkled and gleamed
she could'nt keep her eyes off them.
But these little crystals have iced over her heart
and shes afraid she cant make it back to where its warm.
She panics
She panics
She panics
I roll by about noon
I've been calling with no answers
and I knock on her door
with no answer
She has a key thats under the mat
and I pick it up
and I Panic
and I Panic
I find her safe and sound with her headphones on
and I see in the corner of the room the broken pipe
and I see in the bathroom
the little crystals on the floor
and I see in her eyes
tears.
Jay Jimenez
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Jay Jimenez  31/M/Faribualt Minnesota
(31/M/Faribualt Minnesota)   
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