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Recovery

by AK93

Oh what i used to be A mess upon the floor Empty bottles Empty hearted Didn't care anymore About you or anyone at all Wrapped up in my madness Giving way to selfishness Broken fingers Broken mind I forgot how to give And the feeling wasn't missed at all But somewhere deep inside There was something that i tried to hide The truth that i was dying to deny I wanted to get better but i didn't know how To ask for help seemed so impossible Because i was drowning in the alcohol My lungs were full of beer and i couldn't speak at all But somehow i found the strength to get to a better place With a little help from those who i thought had started to hate me And now that i can look back and see just how awful i was I just wish to be forgiven for all that i have done
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24 / M / Russian
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Written by
AK93
24 / M / Russian
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Apr 28, 2019
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