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There are nights where I fall,

Back into a state of depression.

On those nights, I can barely crawl,

Because I am crippled by my own transgression,

Judged by weak bodies of power who have no real jurisdiction,

Only knocking you down so it looks like they are standing tall.

But before I receive my final verdict, I urge you to answer me this last question,

Is it okay to have you replenish this cup of sickening alcohol?

As on these nights, Theres nothing I want more than an induced infarction.

Love,
A
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