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By Angel Plant
You are missing from my heart where have you wandered? I write from a troubled mind.
this is a fantasy story ,it teaches one to believe in it
Icicles melt within my eyes,
due to the heat of pain.
Hey baby me again,
Got tired of playing solitare and reading books so I'm writing you. Guess I should tell you some of my history. O.k. here we go. My alcoholic stems from a lot of things
1. It runs in the family. My parents are both Alcoholics. I