A Bitter Brew
Thirst creeps over an exhausted soul,
Staring at a bottle of madness.
Labeled insanity's origin,
A mixture of flavors so callous.
Bitter undertones brewed deep within,
Hatred harmoniously ferments.
A dash of anxiety mixed in,
A pinch of disdain to complement.
Anxious fingers crack open a brew,
A refreshingly cold hiss escapes.
Eyes widen, dry lips happily curl,
A vile tendency perpetuates.
One sip of this evil elixir,
Releases the demons deep within,
Corrupting a once innocent heart,
Let delinquent decisions begin.
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