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Her mummy would cry if she knew
Her only daughter was a junkie
She worked all week, and all night
To space out under some flashing lights

And they stare at her as she walks down the street
She pulls her jumper over her arms
A little facade for those nuisance track marks
She sure loves the devil
She sure loves a hit
She loves every moment of inebriation
Every minute of that hit

So if she wants to inject
At the signal of the weeks end
Who are we to judge. Her stomach aches
A bitter taste on her tongue
Well there's
No point in crying, over a grave already dug.
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No Mother Ever Dreams Her Daughter Will Become a Junkie

Contributed by amber_vonhorror on Sunday, 15th March 2009 @ 07:32:16 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse

So let her stomach leak onto the floor
Her mummy would cry if she knew
Her only daughter was a junkie
She worked all week, and all night
To space out under some flashing lights

And they stare at her as she walks down the street
She pulls her jumper over her arms
A little facade for those nuisance track marks
She sure loves the devil
She sure loves a hit
She loves every moment of inebriation
Every minute of that hit

So if she wants to inject
At the signal of the weeks end
Who are we to judge. Her stomach aches
A bitter taste on her tongue
Well there's
No point in crying, over a grave already dug.

Copyright © amber_vonhorror ... [ 2009-03-15 19:32:16]
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Re: No Mother Ever Dreams Her Daughter Will Become a Junkie (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 15th March 2009 @ 08:15:24 PM AEST
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brilliantly cutting and punchy. it's a great piece of writing, especially the ending.

-phil

Re: No Mother Ever Dreams Her Daughter Will Become a Junkie (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Monday, 16th March 2009 @ 08:40:58 AM AEST
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your title is so direct & what follows, edgy, raw & sufficiently disturbing. . . enough so
that I want to go straight away, check my daughter. . . reel her in, hold & never let go. . .
hold onto what I cannot bare to loose. . . great poetry! peace. elle

Re: No Mother Ever Dreams Her Daughter Will Become a Junkie (User Rating: 1 )
by humboldtsweetie33 on Sunday, 29th March 2009 @ 03:22:58 AM AEST
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brilliantly done! sounds almost like it could be a song

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