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Four years
Contributed by
funmi
on
Wednesday, 4th March 2009 @ 07:16:28 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Your dark hair black with joy
The aunty i will always love,
Your brown eyes, clear as crystal
As clean as a dove
In 1998 you made a new friend
For myself i could not fend,
You started to abandon me
Thought it will keep you to the end
Your yellow hair feels like crust
It fills me with disgust
he aunty i thought i'd always love
Was becoming something i would never dream of
Where is the sparkle in your eye?
I guess i was starting to say goodbye,
The changes are likle a drama
4years has made you look like a grandma
Can i have you back please?
Dump the drugs and treat your health with ease,
You have much more ahead of you
Leave the old and start off new
Copyright ©
funmi
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2009-03-04 07:16:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Four years
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ambivalence on
Wednesday, 4th March 2009 @ 07:21:08 PM AEST (User
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nice write, this shows a lot of calmness/poise and love, but no anger at all towards solving the drug problem, which is good. many can relate to this poem. if this is real life, i hope all goes well...take care
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