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Drunk Promises

Contributed by s_u_n_a_n_g_e_l_85 on Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 02:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Hearin’ the screams, listenin’ to the cries
I wanna reach out and touch you,
Hold you tight

Early mornin’ tells the tale of last night’s story
A black eye and a bloody lip.
Just tryin’ to forget.
The bottle’s layin’ empty on the table
And there’s a piece of shattered glass on the floor
Baby’s cryin’ and mom’s hidin’
Daddy’s gone to work, gotta make a dime
Gotta feed the thirst, the bottle’s callin’ his name.

It’s the middle of the day and there’s a man at the door
He’s got a bouquet of flowers, he says it’s for her.
There’s a card that’s got her name on it, its from him
He says he’s sorry, and please forgive me.

Well promises can be broken, and bruises fade.

He’s home and there’s a bottle in his hand and
A sway to his walk and he’s yellin’ for her.
It didn’t take much cause she’s on the floor
Barley breathin’ and prayin’ that this isn’t the end.

Well fate plays a cruel hand cause
The baby’s cryin’ and she’s not movin’ anymore
There’s glass on the floor, and he’s not there

There’s a man at the corner that’s sayin’ nothings gonna be alright
And heaven’s got another angel, but he can still hear the babies cryin’
And mom’s still screamin’ and tonight’s another night and flowers are gonna wilt.




Copyright © s_u_n_a_n_g_e_l_85 ... [ 2003-10-01 02:25:00]
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Re: Drunk Promises (User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 02:36:50 AM AEST
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Deeply emotional..took me back.You have written of this horror so well....I pray this comes from your head and not your life..


Re: Drunk Promises (User Rating: 1 )
by sicknivesevered on Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 07:39:50 PM AEST
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Arg. You wrote out the story well. Good job.




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