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The Devil You Know

Some people just aren't made to be sober
I mean me, need the shade
to cover myself from a world too bright
 
I kicked methadone and heroin's ass
but when they left  
they left a hole
 
my anxiety too strong
lose my footing with reality
can't be part of mainstream society  
 
so I fill it with alcohol
need to drink
just to feel human
 
to give me a state of peace
better than screaming  
at the sky
 
liquor erases the steps
shadowing me
strokes my ego
 
closes the doors to the ugly rooms
better the devil you know
than bumping into walls in the mental ward
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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