Life, by a.m.b.e.r Subscribe to rss feed for a.m.b.e.r

               we've all done some
                 pretty messed
              up sh*t, and we all know
                 it's hard to
              quit. although, some say 
                 they've found
              the strength, none of
                  them take the
              help to the fullest length.
                  and yet their
              missing out on the life
                  they could
              have had. which makes
                  their families 
              even more sad. and yes
                  they regret the
              choices they've made, 
                  but it's even
              more hard to come home to
                  see hate and pain
              in their families tears,
                  because they now 
              see they took every penny
                  they were paid. and
              most of them wont ever be the 
                  same because to them
               the life they lead was just
                  an addicting game.... 
Posted: 2009-07-07 23:01:54 UTC

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