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by stephalee Oct 15, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / other
She wraps it up Licks it end to end She takes out her lighter Weed is her only friend She lights up and breathes in As a world of mystery starts to appear Now that she's high There is nothing to fear Done with that one Now to another There is no more left Taken away by her mother The physiatrist comes once a week Why did she start? Where would it end? The emotional damage this did to her heart She doesn't know if she answers She doesn't really care Just wishing she could be anywhere Anywhere but there Going into depression The last and final stage Because anything is, better Than being locked up in a cage