29 november 2012
A touch of spring
She sits on her bed laughing,
the drugs in her system embarking,
the poison inside her searching,
another day gone shes now crying.
An open door, a welcoming smile,
just for a friend she would walk a mile....
Scared and lying alone thinking, tormenting,
seeking peace from her heart within,
but her body lies there lifeless..
birds out her window singing...
all she ever wanted was a touch of spring.
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