Ava Joy
You drink to kill the pain. only to wake up and find its still there.You smoke to lose all control only to find you cant let go. When nothing goes right you find something to help you get throught the night. You wake up in his bed with so many thoughts going throuh your head. Look now she 3 months old just a few seconds ago you were just smoking dope. What will you do your on your own now you dont even know who he was or were he's gone now. She's almost a year now and your struggling to make it by on your own. You think about that night and wonder maybe what if i would have just said no!! (poems go here)
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