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Who's the Bigger Coward, the Dude Who Wants To Kill Himself and Cant Or the One Who

HIDE AND GROW WEAK It was a very slow progression But a very long depression I’d try to say the words she needed to hear While I watched temptation as it grew near Her laughter was my playground and play we did I was out seeking her while my little girl hid She used to get angry when I wouldn’t play house And then there was “Tiny, her tiny pet mouse Her friends would sleep over and have a pillow fight I’d be sitting in the living room hearing screams of delight She was little and loved pancakes with peaches and cream But now her childhood seems to me only a very short dream She met Billy and he stole away all of my hope He got her to follow as he started shooting dope I watched a free little girl turn into another man’s slave And that’s why I’m kneeling now at my young daughter’s grave (© 2011.….Poefree

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Date: 9/22/2011 4:12:00 PM
I can't say what I feel...
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