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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Emotional · #1343827
Potential poems/rhymes for a modern day life and living, coffee table book
When did I start drinking every night?
Months gone by—Is that right?
A drunk I am not,
that problem I’ve not got.

Many a hangover I have suffered,
never again, I vow buffered
Blackouts and memories lost,
this and more the cost.

False my perception and swagger,
with drink I become such a bragger.
Lively I seem to me,
the crowds around parting—see!

Arguments, fights a plenty,
at times my life’s so empty.
I wonder how things could be,
without a glass, two or three.

Doctors ask my alcohol consumption,
not too much; my answer assumption.
It’s worked out in units not glasses,
I consume no more than the masses.

I am aware of liver cirrhosis,
with all the problems that it poses.
Have I damaged my body that much,
with all the drink that I touch.
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