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ROXY'S POEMS she smoked her last, and laid her self down to sleep,
but only tears flooded her dreams.
why does it hurt so much to live.
why with the beauty of life comes such dark and painful days...
black, no sliver lined cloud to save her this time shes gone for good.
no coming back from the rage, the razor sharpness of the pain the eats you up inside..
the nightmares that entangle you, like a spider to its web,
just a web of pain....
you scream out in this icy cold air .. but only a fog of frozen air moves from your lips..
you fall into the night, and this becomes your bliss....
