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Author: JuMpEr
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 03-28-02 - Updated: 03-28-02 - id:687284
Disclaimer-this is mine-- use with permission by me

REMEMBER THE TIME YOU WERE DRINKING,
YOUR HEAD WAS SINKING,IN YOUR HANDS,
YOUR ONLY DEMAND,WAS ANOTHER ROUND.
I FOUND YOU LYING THERE,
PRACTICALLY DYING THERE,
CRYING THERE,
YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE FLYING,
YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE DEFING,
THE RULES,WHAT A FOOL.
THE THOUGHT OF WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU,
STILL LINGERS IN MY HEAD.
THE THOUGHT OF YOU BEING DEAD,
KEEPS ME UP IN BED.
I MISS YA HUN,
ARE YOU STILL ON THE RUN,
FOR THE MISSING GUN?
JUST TRY AND REMEMBER ALL THE FUN.

THIS IS TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO DRINK,I DON'T WANT YOU TO HURT YOURSEVLES ANYMORE.I CARE VERY MUCH ABOUT YOU YOU EVER NEED HELP,I HOPE YOU KNOW I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR CAN TURN TO ME ANY TIME DAY OR NIGHT.



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