Whether you pull the tab or pop the top
or open the bottle it won’t stop.
A sip here a chug there
your caught, tangled in its snare.
To put it politely, your owned.
You can’t resist it’s scent
your souls value it has spent.
Your dignity, your honor, your self respect
walked out the door with your right mind.
This all may sound a little unkind,
But its the cold truth. Handle it or be blind.
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I realized it might seem like this is for(about me) Its not. Its about Jenna.