I want to be. I am. Never knew.
Forgotten.
So long.
We are. Always have been. The last drink.
Friday
3/03/2006 10:04:00 PM
I want to be. I am. Never knew.
Forgotten.
So long.
We are. Always have been. The last drink.
Posted by alcoholic poet
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3/03/2006 10:04:00 PM
my son is an alcohlic and I wish I could help him tackle his demons
Mom whose heart breaks for you and him.
Thankful that there is a God to hold onto to give me hope and strength
my sympathies for your son and for you.
i see the parallel, don't you? we all take comfort wherever it is we are able to find it.
some of us find it is angels while others, unfortunately, in demons.
but we're not so very different.
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