Alcohol is Medicine
It eases the mind,
Slows down the 9-5 world,
Makes the stars
Shine brighter.
At the bottom of every
Bottle are not answers,
But a clairvoyant view of
Life,
Yourself.
It holds greater power
Than most give credit.
Yet a lot of you
Use for it for games,
You use it for
A bottom line,
You won’t do it
On a Tuesday
Because they
Say it is bad for your,
Yet you use it on
Friday until you puke.
You my friends are the addicts,
I am just the patient.
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