| Innocence stolen in the womb,
a drug swoon, her welcoming home-
No chance for a normal kids' life,
seeing the trance night after night-
Blame for the stains, set in her mind,
rests with addiction's afflictions.
Burned by a life smoked through a pipe,
happiness is sorrow dreaming.
Life’s meaning lies drunk on the floor
while cops are knocking on the door.
Watching the trance wet in his pants
and spill the thrills that come in pills.
Innocence was, innocence lost,
all with the toss of a child's life.
Nothing will cure the burning fear
forever near in memory.
Pain carried forward into life,
a catalyst toward her being.
Life forming stress, do to unrest,
in the interest of staying high.
Causality of tragedy,
destroying young reality-
Outlook on life blurred by the slur
of hurting words spoken to her-
Wounds will scab with easing of pain,
while hurtful memories remain.
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