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Dec 2015
An other story told the lies just seem to get worse its always the same.

An other excuse given to why you won't change your life and stop the lies.

An other day spent wondering how I can stop you smoking **** and drinking.

An other night spend wishing that I could change everything, and make it better again.

An other text message asking for money sending one back saying no.

An other family member walks away and says they can't do it anymore.

As for me I can't walk out on you because we are brother and sister.
Written by
stephanie warrillow  glasgow scotland
(glasgow scotland)   
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