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Another dangerous drink

I yearn for it everyday.
The taste of it makes things a little bit better.
After awhile I forget it all.
The pain and emptiness disappears, leaving me to feel like my old self again.

The emptiness is filled with each drink I take.
The pain is now just a numbing ache.
Almost bearable.

I keep looking for something else.
Something to take my mind off the turmoil around me.
But each time I turn back to you.
Still yearning for another dangerous drink.
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