Drinkers
Drinkers
Lucky to be here
Is all that I can say
I used to live in fear
Every single day
Terrified of alcohol
Because it ran my days
Always looking out for drink
In many different ways
I'd sit inside the local pub
Beside's what people thought
I'd have no money on me
But drinks I did get bought
But that just brought me utter shame
Be...
Monday 12th February 2018 9:25 pm
WHERE ARE YOU
I lay in my back garden
I looked up to the sky
I was looking for my loved one's
With teardrops in my eye
I wonder where they've gone to
Or why they had to leave
Do they live on somewhere else
Oh what should I believe
I saw some faces in the moon
I don't know who they were
I couldn't clearly make them out
They were a little blur
When I die I want to know
Will...
Thursday 2nd November 2017 5:56 am
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