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Hooked on it all, it was just a game, until the one sad day when the bad news came. A tiny, little baby was part of me now; I knew I had to quit but I didn't know how. I bacame addicted; I needed it to live. I knew it was going to kill me; it was going to kill my kid. I tried to stop, but it didn't work; now he is born, that's when it hurt. Addicted to crack, and just a new born; he is innocent, and my heart is torn. I need the feeling that makes me feel great; thought I know in my heart its me I should hate. I look at my son through the nursery door; I hold his small hand and stare at the floor. I tell him I'm sorry, and I'll quit just for him; I'll try really to repent of my sin. He lets out a cry, he kicks his small feet; and then comes the sound that makes my knees weak. The long peircing sound saying he's gone; saying he paid for what i did wrong. Only six hours old, not enough to call life; and I know it's my fault, so I tell him good-bye. I wisper to him, I'll prove it to you now, I'll do anything for you, and I'll manage somehow. It'll be hard, because I'm just a teen; but I'll remember you, and someday I'll be clean. |
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