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id="bda3">The laughter around me, distant and cold, I wear a mask, a facade to conceal, The emptiness inside that can’t be consoled, Seeking numbness, hoping to forget and heal.</p><p id="9034">I know that this friendship is an illusionary lie, As I plunge deeper into the depths of despair. The alcohol’s grip tightens, and I wonder why I turned to this poison, unaware.</p><p id="dd95">My world spirals downward, out of control, The once dim light slowly fading to black. I have made friends with alcohol once more, But the price I pay is my soul’s attack.</p><p id="5e3d">In the morning light, regrets will abide, As I face the wreckage I have wrought. I have lost myself, no place left to hide, In this dark abyss, my mind is caught.</p><p id="827d">Oh, alcohol, deceitful and

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I Have Made Friends With Alcohol Once Again

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I have made friends with alcohol once again, In this dim-lit tavern, my solace I find. A refuge from a world I can’t comprehend, Lost in a haze, leaving my woes behind.

The bottle whispers promises of peace, Its bitter embrace, my only embrace. I drown my sorrows, the pain won’t cease, But with each sip, I’m lost in a darkened space.

The laughter around me, distant and cold, I wear a mask, a facade to conceal, The emptiness inside that can’t be consoled, Seeking numbness, hoping to forget and heal.

I know that this friendship is an illusionary lie, As I plunge deeper into the depths of despair. The alcohol’s grip tightens, and I wonder why I turned to this poison, unaware.

My world spirals downward, out of control, The once dim light slowly fading to black. I have made friends with alcohol once more, But the price I pay is my soul’s attack.

In the morning light, regrets will abide, As I face the wreckage I have wrought. I have lost myself, no place left to hide, In this dark abyss, my mind is caught.

Oh, alcohol, deceitful and sly, You promised solace but delivered pain. Yet I have made friends with you once again, And in your embrace, only sorrow remains.

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