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She stands by the door waiting for
her to come, the days finally here
going home with her mum.
She's 4 now, almost a year to the
day, since the childrens aid workers
came to take her away.
When she was taken her mom was
addicted to crack, pulled in by the
streets and not looking back.
Mom hustles the streets, living blast
to blast, hoping this will help her
forget her past.
But now her heart is filled with
sorrow, "don't worry honey ill clean
Tomorrows come and go but she
stays on the street, the drug that's
too hard to beat.
Then it happens a sign from the
gods, something makes her defy all
Her boyfriend arrested sent off to
jail, won't be a while til he can get
Now the light goes off in her head,
she realizes that the street will soon
make her dead.
She leaves downtown and rebuilds
her life, she can't believe why she
caused all this strife.
After a few weeks she gets a visit
supervised, and she changes herself
seeing her kids eyes.
She goes back to school and gets
her own place, help from family and
friends she rehabilitates.
Her boyfriend from prison promises
her the world, says when he gets out
it will be them and her girl.
7 months go by her man gets out of
jail, now this is not the end of the
Now the little girl stares at the door,
which I'm sure she's done many
Todays the day, ribbons in her hair,
pretty pink dress her mom will soon
She hears the door handle and yells
"Mommy", door opens its not what
she expected to see.
The lady walks in sad look on her
face. The young girl knows she won't
be leaving this place.
"Sorry honey, mommy can't make it
"Why? Where is she? What did she
Her mom sits in the crackhouse,
drugs in her hand, staring across the
table at her freshly released man.
"Does anyone have a pipe I can
"Don't worry honey ill clean up