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| Go Ask Alice "Go ask Alice", the book cover said, But you can't ask Alice because now she's dead I know what happened, and it was really bad, When I think about it, it makes me sad A pretty blonde-haired girl who stood very tall, Until she met friends who weren't friends at all People thought she was a faggot, when she first went to school Untill she took pills, and then she was cool---------- After awhile pills weren't enough--- So she decided to try some other stuff So she told her friends what she would need, and the next thing you knew---she was on to weed Then after awhile she was tired of this too, and decided again to try something new She asked her friends to get her cocaine, and this is what started to mess up her brain Alice was put in the hospital for having O.D'ed and then said to herself "drugs aren't for me" She decided to quit right there and then, Everyone turned against her, even her best friend She was doing real well and had plenty of hope But then an old friend slipped here some dope Alice started taking drugs asin and agin and that's what brought her life---- To An End |
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| Answers to my questions Oh, these lonely feelings, Just don't know what to do, Should I live each day alone? Or spend my life with you? "Answers, what I need is answers" Not questions that make me feel blue I always want to see you, But don't know what to say, Should we stay together? Or shall I go away? "Answers, what I need is answers" Not questions that make me feel blue I always thought I'd love you, But now I'm not so sure, I was once so satisfied, But now I need so much more "Answers, what I need is answers" Not questions that make me feel blue One day I'll know the answer, And I won't be feeling blue, I know I'll be feeling Happy, And hopefully you will be too 1991 |
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| Dearest Daddy As I sit here tears streaming down my face My heart feels like it's breaking "although" I know you in a better place Can you see me? Can you hear me cry? As I ask the Good Lord, Why? Lord, oh God why? Somtimes I wish that I were with you But I know that I must stay To take care of, and Love my family They need me day by day It's springtime "Daddy" As I think of you Listening to all of the birds Watching the glistening morning dew Can you hear my thoughts? Can you see me, now, today? Can you hear me say "I miss you" Everytime I pray The ache I feel within my heart The emptiness that's there Not being able to hold you All the things that we can't share Life can be so "Wonderful" And sometimes so unfair!! I Love you so much "Daddy" This you know is true Hold it dear within your heart Until I can be with you Love from your "Little Girl"--------1997 |
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