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My niece just requested me on FB. I don’t know how I feel about this.

Existence is irrelevant.

Woman.



There’s this woman that roams the streets of Lynn
Drowning in her failure, and all her sins
She starts to think back on the pathetic life she lives
Switching from rehab to jail
Then back to rehab, and back to jail
Her life has been sucked away from her
All this pathetic woman knew how to do was fail
She failed her mother, her family and her children
They watched her wallow away into oblivion 
She thought if she had her pills, crack, and her weed
That was all she’d ever need
Dumping her kids on family, she thought of them as its
After a while she didn’t even give a, care
Hell, I mean who would?
Her looks drained from her face, and life was draining from her eyes
Her crack cocaine laced dreams were falling apart at the seams
She ruined the lives of her sons,
who instead of books, picked up guns
25 to life, yeah that’s what they got
What was this woman doing? Smoking up her damn pot.
She swore she cared about her youngest,
Told her she was as could be
But her youngest, so small and naive,
She couldn’t see through the lies of her mothers false alligator cries
What if she only knew,
that the drugs were more important than you?
All the pills line up like a catastrophic rainbow had her mesmerized
They were the only thing that could keep a spark in her fading eyes
The insane Euphoria her mother would sense 
Was clearly worth more than her child’s adolescence
Left her in the hospital, that’s what she did
Because the stealing and the dealing were more important than her own baby girl’s feelings
Now that dreadful disgusting woman still roams the streets of Lynn
Being swallowed up by all her failure, and her sins

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I hate how I’m starting to miss you again.
I’m not mad. I’m hurt. There’s a difference.
45051.) I feel like I’m waiting for someone to come into my life and change everything and make me completely happy. I’m tired of waiting. Its like I’m missing something that I’ve never had.
I’m going to act like everything is okay. I’m going to make you think I’m strong. And even if I’m breaking down, I’m going to smile.

I need you bad I can’t take this pain, boy I’m bout to go insane…

I don’t know how to be something you miss…

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