Substance

I am more powerful than the combined armies of the world.
I have destroyed more men and women than all the wars of the nations.
I have caused millions of accidents, wrecked more homes than all the floods, tornados, and hurricanes put together.
I find my victims among the rich, poor, young, old, strong, and weak.
I grow to such proportions that I cast a shadow over every field of labor.
I am relentless, insidious, and unpredictable.
I am everywhere, in the home, on the street, on the job, on the land, sea, and in the air.
I bring sickness, poverty, and death.
I give nothing and take all.
I am your worst enemy.
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 I am Alcohol.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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November 4, 2020 at 7:58 AM
Its a difficult time for anyone and something once addicted is difficult to leave.. you described it well..
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