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scars of alcohol (challenge, fun)
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scars of alcohol (challenge, fun) |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho 
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scars of alcohol They said I was from the wrong side of town You could tell by the scars of alcohol around A pitiful sight, to be honest and frank The sorriest soul in the county tank. My name was stained with cheap apple wine And my mind was worn with the passing of time One’s eyes you could see I was looking quiet feeble My speech was slurred, belligerent and evil. They said “Let’s hear your story son, Maybe it could have a good end.” I began to say, there’s just no good to my sorry tale I fought the Devil and I knew I would fail. I’d fallen in love with a Canadian Queen The most beautiful creature you’ve ever seen For a time we were happy, just roamin’ the town but ‘ol Alcohol got me, and I let her down. Soon the Drinking possessed most of my soul And getting the next bottle was my only goal now only one thing... is left to do, get off the ground and get home to you. [This message has been edited by lucky (03-11-2002 02:45 PM).] |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
so sad when this happens..addiction is a terrible thing isnt it? nicely penned Lucky ~Victoria~ "Mistakes are the portals of discovery." |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
A sorry tale indeed, and one I hear far too often. You told it well. The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives. |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
I have seen this once too often in friends and family and it is heartbreaking for the family and also for the drinker. Very sad and very well written. floria Floria |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (BIG HUGGGSSSSSS( Oh Dale, this is so very sad, my heart goes out to you and your sorrow! (sad sigh) My heart goes out to all who struggle with addiction and I pray with all my heart they can rehabilitate and embrace the world with new hope again! We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is a poiwerful expressive poem! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Dale, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Thanks everybody I really wanted it to stay lite but such a topic is hard to deal with in lite terms. I wrote this when I was (XXX) back in 1975 I was drinking then and having what a lot of people call fun. it's nice though sometimes to pull things out of the attic and remember where I came from. When I first read it the other day it struct a funny sort of bell so I thought I'd post it. I've lost 3 friends to drinking and drugs. And also my favorite Uncle to drinking. thanks again dale |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
A Drop in the Bucket A drop falls in the bucket. Only one he says, as he trickles all his promises out of the trust he built that took years. He knew the risk of such a brew, but it seemed as though this time, this time one would be enough. Galvanized and stained, with a hole in the bottom to drain out any corruption, the salve was such a comfort, for greased and medicated he cold finally sleep. But nothing is ever that easy and the fix that eased him into dreams also took his self respect. |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
I understand this...and the flipside. Very well done, I really liked this alot. |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Very nice Martie very good work, this is what I was looking for. dale Thanks Duncan |
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