A Bottle Of Numb
Drowning in a bottle of the gods
My sorrows float and wait for me
Dropping explosives like a destroyer
I sink towards the bottom
I see its lure
I see its portent
I feel its power
I yearn this pleasure
But how is it a sensation
When there is no feelings
Just numbness
Anesthetized of pain
No wonder so many people get lost
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