Whiskey isn’t the right drunk
I know I know
It runs to my brain
And the talking and the mess
And the freedom from social restraint
It loosens
Words pour
Then they make no sense
But the escape
Oh, the escape
It’s temporary, right?
But it’s nice
It’s nice to get away
-Sasch
Jayne.press 
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Its beautiful!
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Thank you
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I loved the last four lines. It’s as if you’re torn about this drink, but you come to a conclusion you can live with.
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Lol self medicating to escape isn’t the best choice but life gets hard sometimes.
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