Life, by a.m.b.e.r
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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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