The Destruction of Alcohol
You control my dad like a puppet
Sadly, he can't seem to break from the strings
You cut his wings off and gave him a bottle
My family has been broken up
You brought death to kiss my grandfather's forehead
That broke me!
You offered me a hand
I washed away my problems with every sip
After a while everything was the same
I asked what was beneficial about it?
You said nothing!
You are just addicting
You are like an anchor that drowns us to the depths of our miseries
Why are you powerful? Its one of many mysteries
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