An Ode To Tamara

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Tammy, Tammy took a whammy

From the meth she took

She liked to slammy

Needle in her bruised vein

To ease childhood pain

She sought to slay a dragon

She left in the back of a wagon

I could try.

I could cry.

But my pain would be in vain

Mostly our demons reside in our heads

We alone have the power to put them in their beds

I cannot save someone from themselves.

Kurt Barekman

Monday, September 26, 2016

Topic(s) of this poem: loss

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Tamara was my oldest friend, but then things took a turn for the worse when i lost contact with her. She is a casualty of methamphetamine, and I am afraid that there is not much left of who she was.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 26 September 2016

Loss brings pain and cry. Pain remains in vein. Very wisely penned poem is shared here.10

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