With each toke it breaks
With each drink it makes something new to take!
Some things cannot be fixed
Now everything is all mixed
Break ups and make ups can hurt real bad
But it's the jealousy that makes you mad
The vodka can harm you
But the boys will charm you
But I'm always second to you
Now your gone and I've moved on
The feelings have went
Countless crying hours spent
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Thanks for sharing RHI RHI and yes it happens to most of us ! Love your last STANZA 'cos that's how I have felt and it triggered my memory box ! "Now your gone and I've moved on # The feelings have went # Countless crying hours spent. Yours BRIAN
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