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Weaving Through Walmart

i'm lost inside your sorrow lost inside your pain here we go again a hundred stories and excuses a million trillion lies bottles pills jail rehab halfway house lies living on the street your drunk your 20s started on your 30s and now I face the fact sobriety is not your thing you are the hidden child living under the bridge the woman on the side of the road or weaving through walmart with joker lipstick up her face looking for some beer. My heart takes the slices but never stops bleeding.

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Steve Voorhees

Date: 5/13/2009 3:51:00 PM

I did not think I would get what I did from the title...that being said, this is a great write. I feel for you in dealing with someone who won't help themselves...I wrote a poem once called "Helping the Helpless" and it was on the same kind of person. Once again, I really liked this one...keep the pen in motion! Much love, Steve