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my had swims once again the bottle fillingmy dreams blotting out the maddness how long since i smiled? only getting up to crawl to- the bathroom again eyes squinting, head pounding firsta sip, nice and slow then gulps burning a path to my gut finally the chugging till its empty since it happend, i couldn't care what you think, the demons & me made amends with a bottle of jack i dont wanna know what's happening outside these four walls empty bottle lie everywhere making a trail to me as i drown evermore in these sick deluded dreams...

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