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Your Perfume

Your perfume Lingers on your clothes While your gone  I'm home alone Wondering what your doing In your other life Is he hitting  Or loving you You suffer From this life Drinking was always a problem There's no doubt about that You called me names I choose not to remember Those raging fights Where I was never spared I heard every word How you hate life I'm sorry I can't help I really wish I could To see you happy  Would give me the world I tried so hard To keep you happy But it never worked I became unhappy  Usually young girls Want to be like their mothers Not in this case I never want to be like you  I know that's horrible to say But I want to be dependable Not someone who's always drunk And leaving their loved ones Disappearing for Weeks  Is just not my style  I still love you You will always be my mother
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kasey-lobue
Irish
Published
Sep 27, 2011
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