Alcohol

This poem inspired me to write it as I lost my Mother and Brother to alcohol

Alcohol   We all like to have a drink Some of us like plenty Some of us can stop at one Some drink the bottle empty I have friends who like a drink But they can take or leave it It's horrible what drink can do To see it's, to believe it It slowly eats away at you It takes you bit by bit Your body knows it needs a drink And you know you can't quit When alcohol has got a grip It's so hard to control it First it takes your livelihood Then it takes your soul It's evil, it don't give a damn It just wants you to drink Next time you have one in your hand Just stop my friend and THINK
Alcohol

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