That Devil Drug
Dear Heroin
You took my mom from me.
You took her womanhood, her children, and what she was supposed to be.
My mother had such a bright start.
But then you ripped away at her heart.
Many nights were so cold and lonely.
On the streets of Cincinnati.
I learned at 12,
Just how my mom shot up.
I thought it was a quick way,
To get her back on track.
I miss my mom so much.
I wish I could have her back.
I'm only 17 years old.
Now, what do you think about that?
Brianna Hartke
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