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Darling I dare you, discard your disguise,
break free from the sins you struggle to hide.
Liquor is a bandaid for pain you hold,
But I know of love that can make you whole,
And an unfailing grace that grants new life.
Are you not tired of the wasted nights,
poisoning your blood just to feel alright?
Sobriety is freeing, it’s time to grow,
darling I dare you.
In your darkest night, will you seek His light?
Or will you dance with these demons all your life?
Will you let him comfort your weary soul?
His arms are open, welcoming you home.
So bow your head now and close your eyes,
darling, I dare you.
A letter to my younger self.