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About This Poem
Unable to See
Your life was a whirlwind
full of clouds and fog
unable to see
People held out their hand
to help you, feed you, clothe you,
unable to see
You chose a life of drugs and destruction
choas, hunger, and dirt
unable to see
You sold everything you had for
a drug called crystal myth
unable to see
You just needed to escape
the pain, confusion, and neglect
unable to see
You answered their call
ingesting more, losing cells
unable to see
You were slowly deteroiating
body thinning, fading skin
unable to see
You had many hands to hold
Mother, brother, grandmother
unable to see
You were taken from us
and now we are
unable to see.
Holly P. Moore
August 2012
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