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Alcoholism

You kiss your bottle like the sweetest lover you've ever had, pouring out your secrets in the middle of the night, whispering tender words to this bottle that has replaced the significant people in your life, the only thing that provides comfort anymore is the bottle at your lips.
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mariah-h
Canadian
Published
Oct 22, 2011
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