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🛣️ White Lines 🛣️

Leslie likes the white lines on the road    
And her coffee table.    
The party girl who grew up too fast,    
Now asks her 15-year-old niece for cash.    
Bouncing from hotel to motel,    
You used to be so beautiful—    
To think of the woman you could have been    
Breaks my heart.    
    
We hung out a couple of times,    
You were so much fun to be around.    
What broke you? Who hurt you?    
Why couldn’t you just walk away from that life?    
I loved your smile, your hazel eyes,    
The most beautiful brown skin—    
You were a knockout.
    
I cared for you,    
But I loved a drug addict once—    
My mother.    
And I couldn’t bring myself to chase    
Another stray in the streets.    
    
Leslie likes the white lines on the road,    
And her coffee table.  
 
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Written by NP_NP
Published | Edited 3rd Feb 2025
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