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 fuze



I love my guitar, poetry, reading, writing, living life on the edge, Don't worry their no strangers here just strange people, Be sure to let me know you stop bye and let your hair down. Grab some coffee and hope you enjoy.
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