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I LIVE TO SERVE! (fast ska/punk)
Composed by, John J Chord: AYou may be sinnin’But I’m in it to win it!I got all the tricks, shit!I’m the one who can fix it!When I come for your curveYou better not swerve!Man have I hit a nerve!Baby I LIVE TO SERVE! YO! Chord: BmWe’re only as sick as our secrets, manI’m more than…
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Amends to Self
Written by, Anonymous My dear self, I love you, and I’m so proud of you. I haven’t always made it easy for you, but you’ve become such an incredible woman, and I’m certain you will continue to thrive in the future. I’m writing this letter as an amends for all I have done and failed…
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Seventh Step
Written by, Jeremy O. God, grant me clarity, that I might recognize… God, grant me honesty, that I might acknowledge… Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit… Blessed are the powerless, for theirs is the path to recovery: This nameless addict asks God for serenity, for courage, for wisdom This powerless addict seeks God…
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Loud Is Who I Really Am
Written by, Martha S. The start of my sobriety from weed coincided with the end of my 24-year-marriage to the man who was originally my gay best friend. We had adventures. We survived 9/11, left the City to start a small farm in the mountains, adopted an infant from an African country (both of us…
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My Beloved
Written by, Jessyka C. Mary Jane, My beloved, my wife, my true love, I’m writing once again, To say I’m sorry but there’s nothing to discuss, I mean it this time, it’s over between us, you’ve got me feeling like trash, Now there’s no going back, I’m here wasting all of my cash, I can’t…
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There is Hope for the Doctor in Recovery
Written by, Anonymous I’m a marijuana addict in recovery, and I am also a physician. I have struggled with my addiction in secrecy for my entire life, with not even my sister knowing the extent of my use. I lived a double life—one where I was a “goody-two-shoes” and “smarty pants” and the other where…
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Dear Mary Jane,
Written by, Don S. There was a time when I didn’t think I would ever be writing this. I pretended and wanted to tell myself that this day would never come. When we first got together and for the first couple of years of our relationship, this ending was not on my bingo card. I…
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The Dream Slayer
Written by, Bill H. Here is a word that silently destroys more dreams, more relationships, and more personal growth than anything else……that word is trying. Notice what happens in your body when you hear yourself or hear someone else say, I’ll try. There’s a softening, there’s a pulling back, an energetic step away from a…
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