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by Red Jun 14, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I remember the first time i saw you drink one at first then another Saw you laugh and sing with the drink I saw you be free for many years when you took that drink then you became angry when it was time to leave hitting me with your drink calling me names with every sip i remember when we were a family so closed and loved then your drink tore us apart I remember when you were my mom