Leslie Kavanagh Poems

Cool and crisp October
Seizes my memory.
I can never forget…
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Drunk little girl
You always do this to yourself.
You drink too much.
You talk to much,
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I'll stare into your eyes
To prove
You do not own me.
We both know you do.
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When I fall
Promise me
You won't judge or stare
Just help me up
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Too smart.
Too dumb.
Too boring.
Too fun.
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The smoke fills her lungs
She hates the smell
Rage in his eyes
Its long gone to hell
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