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How Come?
Contributed by
pigglet
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Friday, 9th August 2002 @ 11:14:55 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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How come he only picks on me?
Why won't he just leave me be?
What did I do wrong.
And how come we can't get along?
Alcohol is the answer to these,
He'll drink what he sees.
With all he drinks,
You could fill up the sinks.
Why does he do it?
He can only sit,
He thinks he's in command,
He can't even stand.
Why am I here?
Do I have to go near?
Please say "no",
For I don't want to go.
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2002-08-09 11:14:55]
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Re: How Come?
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by Jackee_line on
Wednesday, 19th March 2003 @ 12:31:53 PM AEST
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Its hard thing to go through when someone dear to you drinks.Remember you cannot change it. If you wrote this poem out of personal experiences, seek out Al-Anon.
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