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Drinking!!!!!!!!!!!!

               
This poem is in Memory of my sweet brother he wrote this poem to me before he died, he died the same night he wrote me this poem and til this day i miss him. this poem is


BY Eliot James Brown



                  Drinking!!!!!!!!!!!

                  Tonight as I party
                  I forget who I'am
                  Why you ask, cause
                  i get drunk and do
                  things i'm not suppose
                  to do, but i do it anyway
                  if you think its cool well
                  it's not I'm telling from
                  experience.


              to my best friend and my sister judy keep it strong and don't do the same as i've done i will always love you my sweet sweet sister

                                By: Eliot James Brown
                 

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  • Hushush
    April 23
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    awww thats almost depressing.
    Im really sorry you're brother died and im not one of those people who are like "i know how you feel, my grandma just died" because thats like not the same thing at all. But i definitly know what its like to lose someone. This is lovely

  • andywontdie gold member
    April 21

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    Sad yet very true. Alcohol can destroy and even ends someone's life. So sorry to hear about your loss. Hope his unfortunate death will be a lesson for your to remember and live by. Thanks for sharing these painful memories.

  • This is very very sad. You could use this poem as a sort of warning to others not to do the same thing. It is very sad.

    Wayne Leon

  • judy011
    April 18
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    i love this poem cause it by my brother