The Protector
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Hello everybody. This is my seccond poem I've written and I did post the first one just in case you want to read it. This one is about the decision I mention in the first progression. The girl I talk about in the first progression is an alcoholic and I try to help her with it but idk how good it's working. When you read this keep in mind that I never drank because I don't want people thinking I'm a drunk as well because I'm not. I refuse to drink, smoke, or do drugs or anything els like that because I know what they all do and I don't want any of that happening to me or anyone bit unfortunately there are a lot of people who do these things and I can't do much to help that but I try anyway. Well read this and I hope you like it and comment to tell me what you think about it please 
Progression 2
(Regret)
Written by The Protector
On March 29, 2011
Because of you my answer was yes,
And now I see the other answer was best.
After our weekday job we went in secret,
And everything about it is now what I regret.
Yes was the worst decision I could have made,
But just like a mutt I obeyed.
after that day I said no more,
But now my head is very sore.
But I'm glad I had the mint,
An lucky my parents can't take a hint.
Stomach retching,
Head aching.
Guild flooded days,
Now tears aren't all that has left my vision a haze.
Vision blurred,
Balance disturbed,
I'm glad she is the only one who heard.
Puke on the wall,
None in the hall.
The Cleaners are here,
Not noticing my tears.
She is gone,
And only I new it was wrong.
My battle is done,
Unfortunately I've not won.
There was nothing that I used to fear,
Not even death,
But now I fear that if you pick up another beer,
That you will be claimed by the Egyptian god Seth.
I have to let you go,
But before I do I want you to know,
That it has made me very tired,
Worrying about your life becoming expired.
So now please think before you pick up another beer,
That if you die,
More than just many will shed a tear,
I can't help you anymore so now,
Bye.
Progression 2
(Regret)
Written by The Protector
On March 29, 2011
Because of you my answer was yes,
And now I see the other answer was best.
After our weekday job we went in secret,
And everything about it is now what I regret.
Yes was the worst decision I could have made,
But just like a mutt I obeyed.
after that day I said no more,
But now my head is very sore.
But I'm glad I had the mint,
An lucky my parents can't take a hint.
Stomach retching,
Head aching.
Guild flooded days,
Now tears aren't all that has left my vision a haze.
Vision blurred,
Balance disturbed,
I'm glad she is the only one who heard.
Puke on the wall,
None in the hall.
The Cleaners are here,
Not noticing my tears.
She is gone,
And only I new it was wrong.
My battle is done,
Unfortunately I've not won.
There was nothing that I used to fear,
Not even death,
But now I fear that if you pick up another beer,
That you will be claimed by the Egyptian god Seth.
I have to let you go,
But before I do I want you to know,
That it has made me very tired,
Worrying about your life becoming expired.
So now please think before you pick up another beer,
That if you die,
More than just many will shed a tear,
I can't help you anymore so now,
Bye.
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