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Uncontrollable


Picking up the bottle
 
The stinging taste
 
Burning you're throat
 
You feel the heavy liquid
 
Rolling over your tongue
 
You roll the joint next to you
 
You light it up and take a puff
 
Coughing uncontrollably from the toxins
 
Your friends keep telling you to stop
 
You don't listen to their words
 
You listen to the voice in your head
 
Telling you to keep drinking
 
To keep smoking that awful drug
 
You've become so addicted
 
And you can't stop
 
Not now, not ever.
 
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