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May 2013
So put on the red, red lipstick baby
And drink away your sorrows
and hopefully
it will be a better tomorrow

One sip at a time
drown out all the pain
It won't be long honey now
until you're going insane

One drink for the good times
and
one drink for the bad
One drink for the happiness
and one to drown the sad

And you're wondering
where you're lifes been headed
for the past 18 years
well you've spent all of it
drowning in your fears

So I'm sorry mom
I'm sorry dad
I know you've tired and tried
but things don't always work as planned

You've got a cloud covered daughter
and 3 baby boys
One who's drowning
Another who ******* hates himself
And one who wants to be whatever he wants to be
but is oppressed by society

But don't worry
It's not just you
Other people go through this **** too
And at the end of the day
We're all a little crazy

At least that's the way I see
this poem isn't very well organized..or much plot..but I kind of like it..it seems like some sort of apology letter...that I first start out with talking about myself, and I guess displaying my guilt that I feel this way....like I said..it's not the best
Lucille Flott
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Lucille Flott  Omaha, Nebraska
(Omaha, Nebraska)   
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