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Woke up today that same binge still clinging/my head aching and my ears ringing/touch my nose why is it stinging/I guess you just get hurt when you're bringing/ yourself down to another level of depravity/you don't just kinda hit rock bottom it's like a love affair with a sorta self inflicted gravity/living the existential equivalent of an infected cavity/when I inevitably pick up the pieces I'll ask what is this travesty/and then maybe things will be different but i doubt it/there's nothing I can really do about it/except take this evil impulse and re rout it/and take the seeds of self control and begin to sprout it.