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Jul 2014
I love you too much
To see you this way
The poison makes you say things
That you would never say
And the empty bottles
Strewn all over the house
Your drunken waddle
To your crying spouse
My mom sits here
Eyes sullen from hurt
Her children stand hear
Tears staining their shirts
You aren't quite my father
But it feels it's that way
Sometimes you're a bother
And ruin my day
Taking the last bit of money
All for your addiction
Returning with hatred
Which proves my prediction
You yell and you scream
Your face turns bright red
Then you're happy, you seem
Till lightning strikes once again
I dash to my room
I lock everyone out
And then I am doomed
Because hope turns to doubt
So put down your bottle
Stop drinking the poison
Stop yelling and screaming
I hate those harsh noises
Erica Lynn Harwood
Written by
Erica Lynn Harwood  Chelsea, Michigan
(Chelsea, Michigan)   
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