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Afraid To See

There she is doing that again Ah getting high never mends It's all in the mind yet the mind is currently twisted. Suddenly it's becoming way too routine to her. It's like drinking orange juice with your eggs and bacon. Except she's frying out her brain cells. I worry sometimes about her well being. You see the guys that she lights up with are less than trustworthy and they definitely want what's under her jeans. She's my best friend and I love her to death. Yet I have to ignore the fact that she's so distant her getting high isn't at all consistent She's not an addict by any means If you ever met her in person you'd be completely fooled by this pretty, nice, high school salutatorian who is currently getting excellent grades in college I pray with each high that it won't change any of the sober things that I love about her Sometimes it's just afraid to see The only true friend I know fade away when she gets blown.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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