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May 2021
It’s
contagious  
outrageous
an illness
with
no fulfillment
if you will
And
all it takes you
to make you
into a victim
Is just one drop
pressed to your lips
mixed with
the scent
of it
will make you
go weak
relapse
ALCOHOL
But not anymore
as that door
has been closed
regardless the calls
from the deep-end
I refuse to give-in
when I can
REMAIN in
Shallow Waters
never willing to
take you
B A C
0.0 β€˜/. Chances
pun intended
B A C = Blood Alcohol Content
Written by
RobbieG  31/M/U.S
(31/M/U.S)   
69
   ---, Leone Lamp and grave
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