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Done
Contributed by
ediii
on
Saturday, 7th October 2006 @ 12:03:51 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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You pulled up my hand
and looked up my nose.
How long am I using?
God only knows.
Six months of pain,
secrets and lies.
Six months of dying
in my own cries.
It's been a shock,
you cried, I cried.
But I have issues
which you deny.
I gave you the last rock,
my pipe and my green.
But giving up my past
is harder than you think.
I promise I'll try,
I swear I'll be good.
I've always loved you daddy
and mommy, you too.
Copyright ©
ediii
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2006-10-07 00:03:51]
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Re: Done
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by Balmain_Tiger on
Saturday, 7th October 2006 @ 12:52:07 AM AEST
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| It takes guts to spill ones guts for all to see. Your experience be it true and I hope honesty from now in all you do! |
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Re: Done
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by ever1der on
Saturday, 7th October 2006 @ 12:59:43 PM AEST
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Its so hard for me to comment..it fills my eyes with tears because of the damage in my family caused by drugs..
I hope you win the battle..if this is true. |
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