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He Drank

by Tai Tian, Markham, Canada, Age 13

He drank
And he smoked
Ruthless and no good
Barely a man

She was kind
And gentle
Sweet and forgiving
But very naive

She fell in love
With the devil
She was an angel
And he was breaking her wings

She tried to make him stop
He wouldn't listen
She begged him to end
But he laughed in her face

She was growing tired
And weak
While he was chugging down
Another beer

One day she tried to leave
Quickly slip away
She didn't know what she'd gotten
Into and wanted out

She was driving on the highway
The roads were packed
Her tears were falling from the sky
Locked away in her eyes

He had too much to drink
And was too drunk to care
He smelt of liquor and hate
And was on his way for more

He could barely see
Much less drive
But started up the ignition anyway
He was on his way to hell

She was upset and broken
Almost turned back around
But suddenly it hit her
With a loud crashing sound

Her cry was faint
And her tears red
But the cars collided
As she whispered 'please stop'

One last time she cried
And one last time her call
Fell upon deaf ears
And slowly her pulse went weak

He came out alive but not sober
Unaware and not caring
While she lay peacefully in her bed
On her way to an eternal slumber