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You Stole
by Dave Harm
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Alcohol took from me and kept taking until I had nothing left to give... |
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you stole my heart
you stole my soul
you stole my friends
you stole my family
I beat myself up everyday
when I think of the things
you stole from me
which I so freely gave
you stole my house
you stole my job
you stole my car
you stole my clothes
stole… not really correct
I freely gave it to you
I knew it was suicide
but I still gave blind trust
you stole my money
you stole my heritage
you stole my memories
you stole my life
I wish you were never my friend
I wish we never met
yet I owe you my life
“No thanks, I don’t need a beer”
©2010DaveHarm
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
2/13/2010 |
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stole… not really correct
I freely gave it to you
I knew it was suicide
but I still gave blind trust
An honest and powerful message, Dave. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,
Regis |
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