Tracie Snyder


Truth

What have I done, I feel so alone. Trying to recover, the heart made of stone.

I had to have you in every way, insanity became my life everyday.
with the officers help on that nov. Night, I threw up my hands & gave up the fight.

I sat in a cell for 4 whole days. What have I done, I'm livin in hell.

Next to a murderer, junkies & thieves. Becoming what once were my pet peeves.

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