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She gave up


She woke up in a hospital bed Family yelling you coulda been dead She didn’t care while her mama cried Didn’t matter to her that she had almost died She was a suicidal girl in a drug crazed world At first it was only weed But then she got bored So she went out and she whored So she could move from ecstasy to meth Her daddy decided to tear through her room screaming and yelling Like a baboon But he didn’t find any crystal at all. Cuz she fixed that problem with her one call. The next day, she was no where to be found. They got worried The cops went looking round They found her out cold lying on the floor Next to a sign that said “Here lies a crack whore” That very same day Guy named Perry got his pay Along with it he got a note That had this to say “I was a suicidal girl in a drug crazed world At first, I only did weed But then I got bored Needed money so I whored So she could go from ecstasy to meth” Perry lamented and he broke down As he gazed upon her forever frozen frown He wished he had told her He wished she could know That him saying “I hate you” Was all for show.
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