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She found relief in a bottle Call intoxication there she thought To found a cure to all her sorrow She tries to drown her soul Deep down with every swallow She took deep breaths of air Every time she raises the bottle To try to drink away the tears That then follows with every drop She fealt the burning pain Of her memories brought out Of past gone wrong rage and anger Was born one day as far as she was? Can remember she try to kll the past With this bottle she forget there Ever were such pain done on to her For pure and true was her soul Until that day she would die to Live a life full of lies Who is to say dead but alive Who walks the streets in the dark? With no chance to see the light What is to become of this soul? Wounded by mistrust naive and Once trusting is now no more but One more taken from the light into The dark to be forever forgotten She screams for help that never came To dig her out from the grave she Was put in against her will she lives A life full of scares that will never heal She finds the bottle is her only friend Comfort in the sight of not knowing And putting to sleep the past that hunts Her to be forever walking wounded That would be the rest of her life For she would drink away her sorrows And a past that follow

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Date: 6/15/2009 11:53:00 AM
you capture the agony of addiction in a masterful way, my heart to you ~
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