Swallowing whiskey
Is like swallowing
A hornet
You don't appreciate
Your temple-
You poison it-
You scorn it-
& When you
Sober up-
You know you
Need more
So you take
Another sip
Feel
the sting
As you set your
Temple walls
Aflame
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