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Nov 2015
In paradise where angels live.
You're struggling to survive.
You haven't had a drink today.

The angels came and took you.
Somehow, you made it into heaven.
Your life stolen away.
Angels tickled your toes.
Trying to wake you.
Thought you deserved another chance.
Sadly they got beaten.
You weren't prepared to dance no more.
Belly swollen.
Liver sore.
You gave up on them.
Looked like you were merely sleeping.
In heaven, cradled by regrets.
Where the mists of time bathe your addiction.
Cleansing your sorry soul.
(c)LIVVI
MY STEP FATHER WAS A VICIOUS DRUNK. I SEEM TO ATTRACT THE SAME....HENCE, SINGLE!
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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