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Jun 2011
go and get a life hypocrite boy.
you told me don't cry.Β Β told me don't hurt yourself.
make a girl fall in love, let her settle in your life,
then turn against her without warning.
hows the drink taste now a days?
is it still satisfying as you drown your liver,
and chard your lungs or has it gone bitter?
as I walk with rage in my heart I ask of you
to give me a call when your clean and sober.
quit trying to dig yourself a slow six feet under.
fact is I love you too much to sit and wait.
so please don't expect me to watch you,
willingly **** yourself, i beg of you.
Alison Matthews 2010
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