December 2011
5 posts
somebodys baby girl...abandoned
She screams
If you’re homeless you’d sure
As hell you’d be drunk
Or high or trying to get there
Or begging for junk
When people don’t want you
They just throw you money for beer
Her name is November
She went by Autumn or Fall
It was seven long years
Since the Autumn
When all of her nightmares
Grew fingers
And all of her dreams
Grew tears
Chorus:
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“There’s a gift with your name on it..it cost alot..it was the price of the...”
