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Alcohol.

Alcohol.
Just give me that
truth serum.
Shot, chug, bong-
my best friends.
Always there for me when I need them.
Don’t mind me
as I drown myself in my own subconscious thoughts
my own sober-hidden feelings.
Ignore me as I let loose, get up,
dance,
live my life free.
Sing with me, when I’m feeling adventurous.
Don’t leave me hanging dry.
Care about me, as I spill my heart out
in a jumbled, drunken slur.
Laugh at me, as I stumble around the room.
I’ll probably be laughing too.
Party with me, I’m here every day.
Could you take some time to pencil me in?
Alcohol.
Just give me that
liquid courage.
Then fix me,
help me find a healthier escape.

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