The devil always mixed her whiskey
Knowing soon that she’d be frisky
Taking body, mind and soul at night
Fantasies of impure delight
But I always knew down deep inside
There’s a higher power watching you
And to Him … I must be true
Daily Meds
Learning to let it go. Notes on early recovery.

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October 3: My Daily Meds
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October 2: My Daily Meds
My first love, she came in a bottle
My second love was hittin’ the throttle
My third love was the first girl to come along
She didn’t know it was the booze that made me strong
She’d fall in love with the devil himself
When he know she cared … she’d be on the shelf