I had a disease
some say it was easy to beat
just quit
but the beast was to great
smooth flowing drink
the easy buzz of the drug
was hard to beat
the only bummer was the crash and burn
i never figured an occasional
drink or buzz
would creep up on me
like this was
frightening
like a diabolical demon
i started to analyze my choices
obviously i have been betrayed
i felt i had blown a fuse
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