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Old 05-16-05, 07:01 PM   #1
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Morbid Thoughts

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Morbid Thoughts

Once upon a time..
I fell upon an young teenaged women under serious Control
Of alcohol and mad drugging, she gave her parents a Parole
She loved to party, even influenced from the wrong Crowd
Sometimes she’d yell loud, even when she wasn’t Allowed
Everyday she’d wonder off, her dad would search Alone
But no matter what he’d find that her status was Unknown
All alone, she told herself she couldn’t fight the Frustration
So she wondered off searching, only for less of Temptation
And never could she fall upon it, so she was stuck in Reality
She thought it was a dream, yet she couldn’t snap the Mentality

Her life was so troubled, she knew she had to turn and go Back
Only thing was her life wasn’t on track, feeding off her Slack
She couldn’t find anyone, only people left were her Family
But she got into a world of sexuality, she wasn’t living Happily
Eventually she’d stumble across a man with no inner Empathy
So messed up, she’d never use condoms, aids was the Guarantee
Age 23, she was so young, she still had plenty years Remaining
Yet she’s gone through the worst pain, how much more Containing?
Her parents haven’t even found out, imagine all the Depression
But drugs and alcohol was her obsession, they were her Profession

She lived with the man she was dating, yet still stuck in Confusion
Her life was coming to conclusion, with choices to snap the Illusion
Either she could turn to her parents, or just live a painful Life
Without her parents knowing, maybe they’d bring the true Christ
Eventually her boy friend got worried and called upon Assistance
But as her life was dwindling, everybody around wished for Existence
And with sad looks on their faces, god gave all of his Persistence
Hoping for resistance, she still wouldn’t live the further Distance
Her family took her to the hospital with an 100% Conscience
Without her, her family couldn’t just live in that bad Province

It’s Over..
It was her time to pass, all alone in the night she passes Away
There was no possible way of her to stay, it was her turn that Day
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