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Drunks

Drunks

We dont realize when were drunk.

We can be so cruel.

Until we wake up the next morning feeling like a fool.

Wishing we could take back the things we said.

That leave us feeling emotionaly dead.

After a night of ruining our name.

We spend the day in shame.

So we say will never drink again.

But them words are all in vain.

Because the next time we feel pain.

Will pick up that drink.

So we dont have to feel or think.

And we do this over and over again.

Knowing its a place a hundred times we been.

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Jimmy Arnold

GreetingsĀ Rachel,

This is the most realist rendition of the wows of a drinker, that i have pleasured myself to read, in quite a while and to many, that try and avoid the same old, keep doing as you do, and you shall continue getting what you get routine, this tends to hit home, sadly speaking....Well wrote and with a true cause to be dedicated.......

Warm regards,

JimĀ 

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Rachel Hughes

Thank you so much for your kind words. And for taking the time to read it. I glad you liked it.

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pink

wow your poetry is so heartfelt,alot people will relate to this

as so many people have been at that level in life,

i really enjoyed your poem as its being so realistic

great writing

great read

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Rachel Hughes

Thank you so much im glad you liked it.. Im glad you took the time to read it, and you let me share it with you.

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Rachel Hughes

Thank you so much for your kind words. And for taking the time to read it. I glad you liked it.

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Rachel Hughes

Thank you so much your kind words mean alot to me. Im glad you liked it thank you for letting me share this with you.

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