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aemmi
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One by one they would go down. Drowning pain in a bottle named Crown.

Sober.

One by one they would go down.

Drowning pain in a bottle named Crown.

Masking life's worries, for a quick fix.

Deceiving people in a life of tricks.

Lie after lie, I would convince myself.

Everyone around me knew I needed help.

I lived so blind thinking all was fine.

Until that fateful day I crossed the line.

How is a man to know he is so sick?

When the drink itself is the fix.

Opposite ends of the world I lived on.

Up, down a constant lie, a constant con.

A sober life is what I have achieved.

But make no mistake I can be deceived.

By thoughts I am cured, will be my curse.

I must understand Ill end in a hearse.

A.Emmi 03/25/18

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