Bekie Carroll Poems

this house is a prison
locking me up
no razor
cant shave
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we were gonna run away
we were gonna be together every day
we were gonna get married
we were gonna be happy
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my friends name is freddi
he has stuck with me
through good and bad
through thick and thin
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my leg haunts me
everyday
the scars are gone
but they are still there
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dont mind me
im just the everyday freak
dont mind me
im just some chic sitting next to you
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after all that is said
and all that ive cried
after every night
with needles and blood
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how could i be this person
so full of lies and betrayal
how could i be like this
and hurt a soul like his
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in my mind
hes everywhere
in the dark
outside my window
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Baby, your my shmoopsy poo
and allways will be
no matter what you do
or what i do
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why is life so rough
when only some are tough
some can handle life
but i am losing my strife
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