You close your eyes and take a load off – seems this alcohol has toyed with your every single event
What was meant to be a soft readjustment – a little tipple here and there indeed – has caused you to lose your constant breath
A need for more of the exact same blame placed entirely upon you, when this terrifically dreaded addiction turned on a knife-edge and poured itself right down your throat
Meandering on back toward agonised dereliction – seems we all have our very own sort of poisonous ammunition nestled at hand, pushing you irreversibly toward this your particularly deserved mind-prison
This liquid fixture which comes in a pretty glass bottle has seemingly bottled you all of the way out, reinvigorated, alarmingly -instigated your innermost shout- screaming, exhausted arms flamboyantly flailing at dawn

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