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Drinkin myself to death
Contributed by
MSU_freak
on
Tuesday, 11th April 2006 @ 01:52:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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How many bottles does it take
i've got a full stomach
but empty bottles
crowd the way
when will I see you
why'd ya leave
i hope i'll meet you
right after this drink
my vision's blurry
and I can't think
I'm comin to meet ya
right after this bottle
funny white tablets
that I will swallow
I hope you're ready
it's been so long
l'll try to walk steady
but i know it's wrong
How many bottles
does it take
to meet my maker
to ask him
where did I go wrong?
after this bottle....
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2006-04-11 13:52:07]
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Re: Drinkin myself to death
(User Rating: 1 )
by Mild_Tempest on
Tuesday, 11th April 2006 @ 04:18:46 PM AEST
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Sad poem.
With drunks, they drink and drink never to find satisfaction until death or unless they quit. Good write. |
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