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The things that spew from the fragile thin lips
Obvious lies forced by a long and forgotten alcoholic alibi
My heart, and soul black and bruised from years of neglect
Wishing for the dead to rise is a sin ,but I sin more than I like
I want my life back, I want all of it back the good and the bad
Trying to find where I belong now that your gone
You didn't just take your life , you took mine too
Who knew you, a gun, and now it's all done.
Sucide.
- by Blow.Me.Bubbles |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/06/2008 |
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- Title: dad
- Artist: Blow.Me.Bubbles
- Description: I wrote this last june
- Date: 09/06/2008
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Comments (4 Comments)
- music junkie angel - 06/27/2009
- Wow i'm sorry thats rough..... really good poem way deep.
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- SmileZombiiie - 03/30/2009
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wow.....that was deep
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- xXpuking-rainbowsXx - 12/15/2008
- that is so deep very good
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- Tiki tiki la la - 12/15/2008
- That was such a great peom, it's really sad. My uncle was an alchohlic and he died slowly, ur dad took the less painful way, u can't blame him for that.
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