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I Cannot...
"I cannot..."
She knew it was her bane. She knew it twisted her mind and made her feral and foolish. She knew the affects, the intoxication, and the poison it was to her. It had destroyed her life, long ago. Yet, she kept coming back to it, again and again. Her lover, her killer. Alcohol.
Staring at the wine, feeling the urges and cravings, she pressed her lips together as her tongue called for it. Her mind yearned for its effects. Yet, the pain from the past reminded her that its comforts were temporary, futile, and only lead to regrets.
"I cannot..."
She raises her hand, barring herself from taking even one sip.
