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Alissa Dwyer Poem
Her breaths begins to shallow,
Her lips a shade of blue,
Her eyes nearly closing,
Her time on earth is through.
Her pain is finally over,
Her minds begins to clear,
Her soul is calm and peaceful,
Her memories disappear.
She has a little smile,
As she takes her final breathe,
Her heart has just stop beating,
Her silent lonely death.
Copyright © Alissa Dwyer | Year Posted 2020
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Alissa Dwyer Poem
Love your needle,
Love your speed.
Love your life,
And love your need.
I brought you straight towards me
and raised my arms for you.
You lied from day one to yourself,
To us you were untrue.
I’m dying deep inside myself,
Your needle causing pain.
We didn’t know your truth or crutch,
You ed up once again.
Of course we are all to blame for this,
The needle stick of joy.
Your pain too much for live to help,
Our lives, to you, a toy.
The drug is just a cover up,
Of all your past mistakes.
Go love your needle, troubled soul,
And live your life with fakes.
Love your needle,
Love your speed.
Love your life,
And love your need.
Copyright © Alissa Dwyer | Year Posted 2020
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