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Nov 2014
She took a wrong turn on
the road to some see me,
ended up in California with hell to pay.
He handed her something to try
that made her feel so free.
Then she did it every night and all day,
claiming it was all she had.
Apparently she can;t see
she has family and friends
and of course she's always have me.
Her life was filled with smoke,
ash, pain, and she fell down the drain
now that her life is nothing
at all without smoke
and that **** they call dope.
I watched as she fell
faster and faster by the second,
nothing could stop her until
she finally reached inevitable hell.
Though she had no money
to pay the fairy man, yet he took
her away because her life was
already gone. Now she's stuck down below
never to be seen again, except in my book...
Bluejay
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Bluejay  20/F/California
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