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ACID
She had her dreams,
she had her goals,
but that all changed at just sixteen years old....
It all started out with just a drink, and then it moved up to only a toke; and here she is now at twenty-one years of age and looks more like she could be thirty-four.
One baby and another on the way;
probably gonna be a crack baby and crazy someday.
She continues to toke, and she continues to shoot;
she is in love with her boyfriend who kicks her with his boot.
He puts her in her place like a bag of trash;
Her face would always meet with his fist in a smash.
Made him feel like a man or a human, keeping a close eye on her and seeing what she is doing.
He has kept her away from her family for over a year;
She wants to make a phonecall but he keeps her full of fear.
It burns, It burns just like acid, it penetrates through her heart and it leaks through to her soul...
but love,
she loves him too much to ever let him go.
And she wants to believe and he loves her too but all he really wants is her under his control.
He would much rather watch her as she dies than to set her free and let the chance slide bye on actually seeing her happy.
Each time she tells him that she loves him, it disgustes him. He always denies it because he doesn't want to think about it.
Each morning she counts her bruises, her scars and her scrapes promising her unborn child that they are leaving, never to return again until she looks into his eyes once more.
So blue and so beautiful.
She convinces herself that he is just like a little boy....
"It wasn't his fault." She would always say.
But the truth was what lied behind those beautiful blue eyes were the thoughts and the mind of Satan himself.
He was her first and her only love, always.... Never wanted another man and she got just that, no on else.
She could never see the day coming when her love would coward up enough and actually take her life away but he did just that.
Each day now that he looks into the eyes of his beautiful baby girl he can see her face one more...
And it burn his heart from his guilt....
It burns just like acid.
she had her goals,
but that all changed at just sixteen years old....
It all started out with just a drink, and then it moved up to only a toke; and here she is now at twenty-one years of age and looks more like she could be thirty-four.
One baby and another on the way;
probably gonna be a crack baby and crazy someday.
She continues to toke, and she continues to shoot;
she is in love with her boyfriend who kicks her with his boot.
He puts her in her place like a bag of trash;
Her face would always meet with his fist in a smash.
Made him feel like a man or a human, keeping a close eye on her and seeing what she is doing.
He has kept her away from her family for over a year;
She wants to make a phonecall but he keeps her full of fear.
It burns, It burns just like acid, it penetrates through her heart and it leaks through to her soul...
but love,
she loves him too much to ever let him go.
And she wants to believe and he loves her too but all he really wants is her under his control.
He would much rather watch her as she dies than to set her free and let the chance slide bye on actually seeing her happy.
Each time she tells him that she loves him, it disgustes him. He always denies it because he doesn't want to think about it.
Each morning she counts her bruises, her scars and her scrapes promising her unborn child that they are leaving, never to return again until she looks into his eyes once more.
So blue and so beautiful.
She convinces herself that he is just like a little boy....
"It wasn't his fault." She would always say.
But the truth was what lied behind those beautiful blue eyes were the thoughts and the mind of Satan himself.
He was her first and her only love, always.... Never wanted another man and she got just that, no on else.
She could never see the day coming when her love would coward up enough and actually take her life away but he did just that.
Each day now that he looks into the eyes of his beautiful baby girl he can see her face one more...
And it burn his heart from his guilt....
It burns just like acid.
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