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Pouring Like Rain
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August 07' The bottle was his survival
He did not know where to turn
He kept on fighting
Trying to figure why ti was just another lesson to learn
He drank till everything became a blur
He was searching for a comfort he could not find with love
He would try to give it up, for why he was not sure
Maybe it was desperation, maybe it was fear
But there was a reason he was still here
One night he was drowning in his sorrow
He wanted so much to stop- else he would not see another tomorrow
So he went to the sink and poured it down the drain
and he fell to the floor- tears pouring like rain
