by christygWaterford, Ireland
Feb 2013 303 Views 0 comments
my life owr life
as walk through to streets of ireland i see the addicts to drink going there way i thought as strange as it may seem there lives were like a terrible dream.Society never stop and thought into the world they were brought..Brought for the resons like you and i most will stay drunk till they die>>>just like a dog without a bone just like that man u see has no home ....
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Posted: Feb 2013
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i rite this because i live ina country thats full drink but no ones saids of what it does to familys herePoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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