Alcholism Poems
My fathers daughter
by Amy B
When I look in the mirror, I see you.
I am my father’s daughter, tell me why
I look at you, and feel that I’m untrue.
Simply because if I were you I’d cry.
The smell of liquor stinges my senses,
Constant reminder of how I would live,
Losing all my money on these tenses
Praying every night my kids could forgive.
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My fathers daughter
by Amy B
When I look in the mirror, I see you.
I am my father’s daughter, tell me why
I look at you, and feel that I’m untrue.
Simply because if I were you I’d cry.
The smell of liquor stinges my senses,
Constant reminder of how I would live,
Losing all my money on these tenses
Praying every night my kids could forgive.
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