Toxic
This toxic bottle sits in my hand this
toxic bottle is my only friend, this
toxic bottle took away my life now
I am sleeping on the cold hard
ground, this toxic bottle is eating
away at my insides & ruining my
mind but I can't seem to put it down
& pick my self up off the ground.
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